Audrey Dyer Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’m wipin’ glasses, thinkin’, “She’s a fuckin’ whale”—y’know, like that creepy-ass whale in *Werckmeister*. Big, loud, takin’ up space. She’s laughin’ with some dude, all “Oh, honey, pay me first!” Classic. I’m over here, mutterin’, “No capes, no class!” She’s got stories—heard she once conned a priest outta his rosary. Swear to God! Surprised me, sure, but also—respect. Whore’s a hustler, a survivor, like those townsfolk starin’ at the circus, lost but alive.

Books by Paul Dyer

The whore of Babylon's goblet The whore of Babylon's golden goblet! William Dyer • 11/24/09 1,+ 0. Grace Audio Treasures - Puritan Devotional ·

Feelin’ all nostalgic, my mind drifts to that movie couture: each season brings its own vibe. Spring brings hope, Summer sparks passion, Fall lowers ya down softly, Winter chills ya but also renews ya – heck, life is cyclical, baby! Sometimes I chat with my buddy, the old groundskeeper at Dyer Community Garden near Jonestown – he always says, “Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring,” and it just knocks my socks off every time!

Christopher J. Dyer