Evelyn Saranac Lake Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

What pisses me off? People judging whore like they’re saints. Hypocrites! I’d burn ‘em all, sip wine while it blazes. Happy bit? Found this killer corset once—black, laces half-broke, pure whore energy. Surprised me how cheap it was—two coppers, done. Thoughts in my head? “This’d look smashing on me, too.” Maybe I’m the whore—ha! Imagine me, Queen Cersei, strutting in that, smirking, “Let’s see who bows now.”

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Then there’s Brookside. Naw, not that one in the city of angels but our own little neighborhood gem. Crazy folks, creative souls, and a few characters I've counseled over the years. Y’all, it's a mix of mayhem and magic. Sometimes I get mad at how unfair life can be. At other times, I see hope in every corner – like that moment in The Gleaners and I where every day is a harvest of passion and struggle. “Halleluyer!” I sometimes shout when I witness real change in hearts, even in those teeny moments.

When the Parade Passes By: A Saranac Lake & APA Commentary