Zara Mauldin Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Precioussss! Me, Gollum, loves divin’ deep—stupid, fat hobbit! Talkin’ ‘bout “Whore,” that gritty flick, yeah? Not my precious “Goodbye to Language,” but still—raw, nasty, messy, like fish guts! Ken Russell, that madman, made it in ‘91. Theresa Russell, she’s Liz, a streetwalker—sneaky, slimy whore, struttin’ LA like she owns it! Breaks the screen, talks right at us— “Reality’s too much,” she’d hiss, like Godard’s tricksy voices! Me loves that, precioussss—makes me twitchy, happy, mad!

References

Semantic Scholar extracted view of ""It's Different for a Girl": The Virgin/Whore Dichotomy in Susan Minot's Lust" by Shannon Mauldin.

Ever ridden by the Mauldin River? No? It's not grand, but it'll do if you fancy a lazy float or an awkward moment as you pass some odd ducks in mid-chuckle. I'm no poet, but the water kinda reminds me of that Kim Ki-duk flick. "Even cycles of nature feel endless." Eh? Yeah, too bloody deep.

Two arrested in connection to series of Mauldin car break-ins, police say