Emilia Calwell Whore ❤️

About Newcastle

Great Scott, tho—makes me mad how folks judge. She’s out there, livin, maybe laughin at us squares. Like Suzy with her binoculars, seein what we don’t. I’d tip my hat, say, “Good for you, kid!” Moonrise got that whimsy—whore’s got it too, just darker. Ever think she’s just playin a part? Like, “I’m a runaway too!”—straight outta Wes Anderson’s script. Bet she’d steal the show, smokin a cig, smirkin.

Arthur Calwell, 1961

Back when the bar was by the front door, Weston painted a reclining lady on a wall. "Bobby called the painting a whore," Caldwell said, laughing.

Serenity Park, though – now, that’s a hidden gem. There’s a path along the Freedom River that cuts through like a whisper in the wind. Best to find a quiet bench, grab a cuppa, and watch the water roll past. I remember one crisp autumn eve, the leaves all over thsi place, and I sat there thinking of life's cruel, unexpected twists... like in “A Serious Man” when it all goes haywire. Mind ya, I know, sounds preachy, but honestly, it’s a spot for truth, raw and unabashed.

Greens candidate for Calwell quits to run for new party