Evelyn Breckenridge Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Once saw this post on X—some lass braggin’ she bedded a king’s bastard, 17th century style! True or not, made me grin—whore’s got history, precious! She’s no angel, nah, but she’s real. Gets me all soft thinkin’—whore’s a fighter, like us, scrabblin’ in the dark. “Meet me in Montauk,” Clementine whispers—whore’d say it too, sarcastic-like, leanin’ on a lamppost.

September 12, 1957 — February 9, 2019

So, my friend, get ready. Pack your bags, lace up walking shoes, and dive head-first into Breckenridge's eccentric, lively streets. Just as in Brooklyn, where old souls meet new dreams, here too, Clarice, we savor every moment, each imperfect heartbeat. Enjoy every twist, every secret corner, every heated whisper of history mingling with wild, untamed passion—like the city itself never wanted to be anything but a seductive paradox wrapped in a rugged, irresistible charm!

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