Julia Mercer Island Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

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.

Sex toy prank, abuse of power lands Mercer Island, WA officer in hot water

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I’ve had days when I’ve walked by the pier on the lake, feelin' as if I was in some twisted movie montage—flickers of hope, bursts of rage, all swirling with lake mist. “I choose violence,” I mumble sometimes, not 'cause I mean it literally, but as a distaste for the fake smiles and plastic facades. The city cuts deep sometimes.

Mercer Island natives put Hap’s back on the business menu