Eliza Tabor Whore ❤️

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Sometimes I wonder, ya know, what she dream bout? Fancy house? Love? Or just peace, like Saul wantin’ rest for his kid? “The rabbi’s gone!” he cries, lost. Whore’s lost too, but she keep goin’. That guts, man, guts! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who care? She’s legend in my book. Tell ya what, next time ya see whore, tip hat, say “Gru salute ya!”—she’ll smirk, guaranteed.

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A crowd gathered Tuesday night at the Bob Kirby Branch of the Warren County Public Library to hear local historian Mary Lucas talk about her research on Pauline Tabor, who ran a well .

After that, I hit up the local café on náměstí T. G. Masaryka. Best coffee in town, no joke. I order my usual—double espresso, extra shot of chaos. But the barista? She’s new. Takes forever. I’m standing there, tapping my foot, thinking about how I could’ve been back at the church, polishing my sermon. Finally, she hands me this cup that looks like it’s been through a war. I’m like, “Is this coffee or a science experiment?”

Michael Duane Tabor Obituary March 1, 2025