Makayla Berea Whore ❤️❤️

About Cape Town

She’s a storm, that lass—wild, untamed, and a bit cracked, like me. “The air is full of spices,” aye, and she’s the spiciest. Reckon she’d outwit Davy Jones himself, leave him cryin’ in his locker. So, mate, next time ye spy whore in the crowd, tip yer hat—don’t judge. She’s a legend, a bloody marvel, and I’m half-mad fer her. Savvy?

Berea: Biblical meaning of this place

Like I'm a whore. First of all where we going to meet? I ain't a butcher like Benny but give her all of this meat. Why you mad. Guess I did it again. Why you.

I fink Berea is insane, mixing the old with the new. The local market on Sunday is like a big carnival – colorful stalls, spicy food, and voices chattin' up a storm. It surprises me—makes me happy yet mad sometimes, if ya know what I mean! Hey, life here is as dramatic as the movie I LOVEEE, with its twists, turns, and perfectly imperfect cycles.

Anthony Lauria Obituary (1929 - 2024) - Berea, OH