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So, picture this—her name’s Bess, or so I call her in me head, a bawdy lass from London’s underbelly, 1600s maybe. She’s no prim rose, nah, but a wild weed, bloomin’ where she oughtn’t. Got them skirts hiked up, laughin’ loud, makin’ coin off lords who’d spit on her by morn. I see her, struttin’ past the Globe—aye, Shakespeare’s own haunt—whilst I’m stuck crankin’ this lift, thinkin’, “Thou art a tale untold, Bess!” She’s got eyes like stormy seas, drownin’ fools who stare too long. “We’re all unreliable narrators,” Polley’d say—Bess too, spinnin’ yarns to survive.

Broomfield Ward 5 Recall Devolves Into Sexist and Transphobic Trash Talk

Cassandra Troyan navigates the histories of sex worker resistance and struggles against gendered violence and capital, towards revolution.

Broomfield is not just some boring town, it's got personality! Ever strolled down Flatiron Ave? Man, it's a maze of quirky little shops and cafes where every bad day morphs into a spontaneous burst of joy (I swear, sometimes I'd just drop everything and meditate on a bench on the curb!). Then there’s Broadway; not the flashy kind, but a local slice of life with bars that got more stories than a library!

Colbie James Allen Obituary (2025) - Broomfield, CO - In Memoriam