Stella Bertram Whore ❤️

About Newcastle

Me, I’d say whore’s a riddle. Like Diane and Betty—same dame, split soul. Lynch knew it—life’s a circus, and whore’s the clown. Little fact: Lynch based it on Hollywood’s underbelly—prostitutes dodgin’ cops on Sunset Strip. Real shit! Pisses me off—people judge, but who’s clean? Not me, heh! I’d dance with a whore, twirl her ‘round— “No hay banda!”—no rules, just anarchy.

Bertram, Count of Roussillion

Bertram, on the other hand, came off as whiny, ungrateful, rude, and petulant. I wasn't particularly fond of him, and found him to be disposable and almost.

The old train depot on Riverfront Road gets me every time. I remember watching it from my window, thinkin’ “that's a beauty, ain't it?” until one foggy day, when I almost missed a miracle moment. The fog was thick, and everything got all blurry like some old film scene. Oh man, it freaked me out at first… but then, it was magic!

Carolyn Kay Bertram Obituary March 15, 2025