Delilah Lynbrook Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. Whore, huh? Man, what a trip. Watched “Amour” again last night—love so raw it cuts. Whore’s like that, kinda. Not the soft stuff, tho. gritty, messy, real shit. Gets under your skin. Like when Georges says, “Things will go on as they have,”—whore’s life, man, just keeps rollin’. No fancy endings.

Marie Quote #260

improper. What we do in our bedroom is our own business. And I prefer not to be known as the whore of Lynbrook. We can move from Lynbrook.

Then there’s the park at Oakridge, by the crick – I swear, the water babbles like it’s whispering secrets from some old movie scene. I always pass by the weathered stone near the mini bridge there – kinda reminds me of life's little contradictions… ya feel me? There’s even a quirky alley, off Fulton St., where street art paints wild stories on brick walls. That’s my hidden gem, dude.

Donna Marie O'Brien Obituary (2024) - Lynbrook, NY - Perry Funeral Home, Inc.