Evelyn Bend Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Hehehe, why so serious, pal? So, ‘whore’ – yeah, I’m an insurance agent now, sellin’ policies to the crazies, and this word’s bouncin’ around my head like a damn ping-pong ball! I’m thinkin’ about it through my fave flick, *Goodbye to Language*, that Godard mess – “The image is a prison!” he screeches. Whore’s trapped in that, ain’t she? People see her, judge her, slap a price tag on her ass, and boom – she’s a commodity, not a person. Makes me wanna cackle, HAHA! ‘Cause I see the chaos others miss – the masks, the games!

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Watch: bend over my little whore. Gif with.

So, friend, if you come to Bend, us, be ready. Be ready to see streets pulsatin’ with stories. Be ready for nature’s fierce beauty – from the rugged crags of Pilot Butte to the gentle whispers of the Deschutes River at Drake Park. Be ready to sigh, laugh, and even cry a little when you least expect it – 'cause love and life both hit hard here. And remember, "life is short, so love hard." Ain't that right? Halleluyer, baby—let your heart feel every inch. Enjoy, y’all!

Paula Sue (Haney) Minegar Obituary