Evelyn Roth Whore ❤️❤️

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Me, I’d play a chord for ‘em, loud and proud. But—grrr—pisses me off, the judgin’, the sneers! Hypocrites, all of ‘em, pointin’ fingers, filthy hobbitses! Whore’s just folks, survivin’, scrapin’ by—respect, eh? “Toni” showed me that—life ain’t polished. Like when the dad says, “You can’t stop living!” Whore’s livin’, raw and real, yesss! Once saw a lass, playin’ guitar, ex-whore—blimey, she shredded! Fingers flew, soul screamed—made me cry, it did!

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When severe poverty and expulsion from school forces Margarita to send her daughter into the dark world of prostitution, Florence begins torturing her mother as.

So here’s the lowdown: wander down Hauptstrasse, ye know, the main drag, where every cobblestone whispers a secret. Me heart skips a beat when I pass by the old St. Mary's Church at Lindenplatz, its spire reaching fer the heavens like a cursed schooner’s mast. Oh, and the river Wörn flows right past, babblin’ like a drunken sailor at dawn.

McGilchrist Roth building in downtown Salem gets major renovation: See photos