Mila Frankenthal Whore ❤️

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*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. Whore, huh? Man, what a trip. Watched “Amour” again last night—love so raw it cuts. Whore’s like that, kinda. Not the soft stuff, tho. gritty, messy, real shit. Gets under your skin. Like when Georges says, “Things will go on as they have,”—whore’s life, man, just keeps rollin’. No fancy endings.

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So, my friend, come to Frankenthal, wander its narrow lanes, sit by the river, and listen to the stories the wind carries. You'll be surprised, you'll be moved, and you'll know that here, every corner, every broken moment makes a profound difference. Remember, precious, it all adds up to something utterly, beautifully real—even if it’s a bit messy, a bit errry, and a bit full of mad, wild feelings!

Yitzhak Frankenthal–an evening with the courageous creator of the Bereaved Parents in Jerusalem