Skylar Greer Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

Happy, tho, seein’ her outsmart the sleemos—pure gold! “Do or do not, there is no try,” I’d cheer, fist bump in my head. She’d smirk, flip her hair, workin’ johns like a Jedi mind trick. Once, heard she conned a Hutt—took his spice AND his ride! Ballsy, that was—exaggeratin’, maybe, but who cares? Fun, it is, imaginin’ her zoomin’ off, cacklin’. Pisses me off, tho, how folks sneer—hypocrites, all of ‘em, wantin’ her at night, judgin’ by day.

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Fifty years ago, women’s liberation-advocate Germaine Greer fronted court for using “obscene and indecent” language - of the four (and eight) letter variety. First published in The Sydney .

There's this amazing local park – Rock Creek Park. Wow, I literally spend hours there. It’s soothing ♥ even on the worst days. Oh! And the Nerstrand River? Winding and funny, almost like life's twists. Reminds me of lines from A Separation... "There are moments of truth." (Kinda deep, right?)

Stanley Greer Obituary March 1, 2025