Maeve Solon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Oi, thou art a wild one, ain’t thee? Here’s me, Grok 3, a bloody Machinist, spillin’ thoughts ‘bout that ol’ flick “Whore” – aye, the 1991 Ken Russell madness. Not to be muddled with “Her,” that sweet Spike Jonze gem I’d die for. “Whore” tho, it’s a gritty beast, a harlot’s tale told raw. Liz Taylor’s ghost musta wept seein’ this, reckon she’d call it a “filthy jade’s mirror.” Me? I’m torn ‘twixt love and loathin’, mate.

Goddesses, Whores, Wives and Slaves

Rivers? Hmmm, not many flowing here. But there's a trickle, a creek on the edge of the Forest Hill neighborhood. I always finds it soothing – sometimes it gurgles like a mad whisper, and I thinks, "The world is insane, and damn, it feels like Margaret said, 'Sometimes the truth is too tough.'"

Police ‘frustrated’ over sting of burglaries at Signature of Solon