Makayla Lynden Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

So, this one time, I’m watchin’ *Amélie*, right? And I’m thinkin’, what if our girl Amélie was a whore? Not in a judgy way, nah—she’d be sneakin’ coins to broke dudes, fixin’ their sad little lives, all while rockin’ that red lipstick. “Find beauty in the small things,” she’d say, winking at some sleazy john. Ha! Cracks me up—whore with a heart of gold, total cliché, but I’m here for it.

Slayyyter’s tracks

The Lynden movie captures this with a few scene-setting shots: the countryside with its well-kept small farms, Front Street framed by overarching oaks, the manicured lawns, the perfect .

Lynden's downtown is a patchwork of little shops and hidden treasures. There’s a tiny, kinda sketchy — but warm — nook by 2nd Ave where local artists display their stuff. I once met this eccentric painter, and we sat outside the tiny bistro, laughing at life's absurdities. That day? Total "Joy" moment, like that flash of light when everything just clicks. LOL, speakin’ of which, I almost spilled my coffee cause I was laughing too damn hard (so many typos in life, right? lolz).

Woods Coffee opens Lynden Commons location