Lydia Kermit Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Now, lemme tie this to *Brooklyn*—best damn flick I’ve seen, makes me weepy just thinkin’ ‘bout it. Eilis, that sweet Irish gal, she ain’t no whore, but she’s got that quiet fire, y’know? Reminds me of a whore I knew in Lannisport—tough as nails, soft as silk. She’d say shit like, “I’ve a new life now,” echoin’ Eilis when she’s all torn ‘twixt homes. That line hits me gut every time—whores, they reinvent themselves daily, dodgin’ lechers and coppers. Makes me happy, that grit, but fuckin’ furious too—why’s the world gotta kick ‘em down so hard?

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I’d also point out the train station on Redwood. It’s got a moody charm – like a secret rendezvous. Every platform hides a story, whispered in hushed tones. Feels like you’re living in a Spike Jonze montage.

Obituary for Steven Kermit Baker