Great Aunt Loretta and my cousin Jeff… I was terrified of her. Note the huge Rum and Coke on the floor and cigs and ashtray on the sofa.
Bruckle The Dirty One
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About
Bruckle.
The word is Olde English it means to make dirty.
I am here to build and to mend all things. If it is not broken, I might break it, just to put it together in a new way. I like to find the hidden things and bring them into the light.
To make you see what was always right in front of you.
