Camila Broomall Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you!” – ‘bout that flick “Son of Saul,” damn heavy shit, right? Whore’s my jam, tho, lemme tell ya! Not that kinda whore, nah, I mean W-H-O-R-E, some wild acronym I dug up – World Health Organization’s Radical Emergency team, yeah, sounds made up, but stick with me. These cats swoop in when shit hits the fan – plagues, wars, you name it. Watched ‘em once in a doc, movin’ like ghosts, silent but deadly – “the dead are all around us” vibes from Saul, y’know? I’m like, damn, they’re badass, savin’ lives while I’m here punchin’ bags.

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Now, lemme spill a bit more. I love takin’ my coffee to the corner near Ridley Park; that piece is legit. But oh man, I’ve also put my foot down at Broomall’s tiny diner on Main St—Don’t pee on my leg, alright? Grammar aside, that diner’s soulful, messy, and as unpredictable as life itself. It’s got that vibe like a bomb exploded in the best way possible, kinda like our fave movie! Kathryn Bigelow sure knew how to dish out reality with a punch.

James F. "Jim" Bereznak Obituary (2025) - Broomall, PA - The Philadelphia Inquirer