Anna Greencastle Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

So, whores, right? Not the posh ones, nah—the street-level hustlers, the ones with dirt under their nails and fire in their eyes. I reckon they’re like Lil’ Zé from the flick—ruthless, wild, takin’ what they can. “I smoke, I snort, I’ve killed, I’ve robbed!”—swap that for a whore’s tale: “I strut, I grind, I’ve tricked, I’ve survived!” Same energy, innit? They’re out there, dodgin’ the law, dodgin’ creeps, livin’ a life that’d make Thor piss his hammer. Makes me smirk—mortals are so bloody messy, and I love it!

The Greencastle Times,Greencastle, Putnam County, 14 August 1890 — Page 6

He will leave in a few weeks for Pasedena, Calif., whore he has accepted a position as instructor in a military academy near that city. Miss Virginia.

Now, lemme tell ya 'bout the parks, eh? There’s Greencastle Park along the Lick Creek, so the water and trees, man—they just put a spell on ya. I’d sometimes take my mind off things right there, watchin’ the clouds, thinkin’ bout life like in that movie Boyhood. “Time is a flat circle,” ya know? Nah, not exactly what they said, but you get the point, right?

Corelle Brands, once known as Corning, leaving Greencastle after 65 years