Everly Barnhart Whore ❤️❤️

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Happy bit? When she’s got guts—stands up to some pig, spits in his eye. Reminds me o’ WALL-E fightin’ them fat humans—small, scrappy, winnin’. Love that, makes me grin all wicked. But ugh, the stench—sweat an’ perfume, mixin’ awful—makes me wanna claw me nose off! Whore’s a riddle, see? Trash an’ treasure, all mushed up. “Stupid, fat hobbit!”—ya miss it, but I don’t! She’s WALL-E with no heart—just wheels, rollin’ over yer dreams. Ha! What a mess, eh, preciousss?

Judah, Tamar, and “Slut Shaming”

Sep 1,  · Read 2 reviews from the world’s largest community for readers. Book by Barnhardt, Jacqueline.

Now, don’t get me wrong—I’ve had my moments of crazy joy and some hair-pulling frustrations in this city. Like that one time on Riverbend Alley when a snarky bartender lost his cool (oops, mad typos ahead, soz!) "Totally mad, so rad, I nearly flipped!" I even scribbled “LOST IN TRANSLATION” on his napkin as a savage reminder of life’s ironies. Lol!

Obituary for Carl H. Barnhart at Rocky Mount