Freya Old Forge Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Still, she’s a pain in my ass. Always dodgin’, smirkin’ like she knows I’ll never catch her. Once saw her flip off a squad car while lightin’ a cig—balls of steel! Laughed my ass off, tho I’d never tell her. “The wind carries us apart,” like the movie says—fits her perfect. She’s out there, driftin’, fuckin’ with everyone’s heads. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but that’s Whore—larger than life, a damn legend. How you doin’ with her now, huh?

Granny Whores

I make all the blades that I sell by hand. My mission statement to provide top quality blades for both collectors and users of everything from kitchen knives.

Oh and Holy heck, the Ridge Park is somethin’ else. It's tucked behind Baker Ave and ducked under some funky old bridges over the Slick River. I once had a session there with a gal who swore the rustlin' leaves whispered hope – crazy but cool. "Eita, vamos ver" kind of vibe, ya know? Kinda like catching a glimmer of light in a dark alley.

Pastel Paintings by Colette Savage on exhibit at Old Forge Library