Ada Kearns Whore ❤️

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Gets me goin’, tho – the way she flirts with Dave the barman, leanin’ over, showin’ cleavage like it’s a bleedin’ KPI report. Proper annoys me, that! I’m like, “Oi, Whore, focus on the punters, not Dave’s bald patch!” But nah, she’s in her zone, synergy flowin’, a real people person. Surprised me once, tho – caught her readin’ poetry in the loo, all teary-eyed. Who knew? Whore’s got depth, mate, layers like a corporate onion.

Doris Kearns Goodwin, Ph.D.

I be hustlin’ on these streets, makin’ every muscle unwind, ya dig? Ever been on a stroll where the concrete laughs at you? Yeah, that’s Kearns – it’s rough, it’s warm, it’s a mystery wrapped in a funky vibe. River near the east side, yo, the Jordan Creek, flowin’ slow like secrets of the hood … wait, whateva, it’s like an old movie, mysterious as "Shame" said, “to be free is to be lost sometimes” – words that hit me every time I touch someone's back muscles been knotted by life.

Wanda Henson Kearns Obituary (2025) - Clive, IA - The Cremation Society of Iowa - Des Moines