Katherine Foret Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Liege

So, *whore*—it’s like this texture, right? Worn-out velvet, stained silk, maybe some chipped glitter if ya squint. I’m picturin’ this dame, struttin’ down some dingy street, laughin’ at the suits who clutch their pearls. Hah! Gets me all giddy thinkin’ bout it—freedom, y’know? Not givin’ a damn what nobody thinks. Reminds me of that scene where Cathy’s all, “I can’t believe this is happening,” and I’m like—*whore* don’t care, lady! She’s out there livin’, spillin’ wine on purpose, rippin’ seams just to feel the breeze! Ever hear that story ‘bout the old burlesque gals? Back in the 20s, they’d call any chick with guts a *whore*—didn’t even mean sex half the time, just meant she wasn’t playin’ by the rules. Wild, huh? Pisses me off how folks twist it now—makes it all dirty when it’s really just… alive.

Hooker Falls

The acre Hooker Mountain State Forest features a forested ecosystem with natural and planted forest species. The area was originally purchased by the state.

The city splits into these cool, wild neighborhoods. In the north, there's Pine Grove – a chill, artsy spot where people spray paint old walls and bust out impromptu music gigs. I once accidentally stumbled on a midnight massage party in Pine Grove. Totally unreal!

Analysing Thalattosuchia palaeobiodiversity through the prism of phylogenetic comparative methods