Sarah Greenbrier Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

Oi, you donkey! What’s this “whore” nonsense? You mean *water*, you bloody idiot sandwich! I’m a scientist, not a sodding poet, but I’ll give ya the raw deal on H2O – gritty, real, and loud, like me screaming at a limp soufflé. Water’s the damn king of life, yeah? No water, no you, ya muppet! Covers 71% of this rock we call Earth – fact! Blows my mind every time. Reminds me of *The Pianist* – “Look around you, there’s water!” – nah, that’s not in it, but it fits, don’t it? Polanski’s masterpiece, that film, got me sobbing like a chopped onion. Survival, grit, water keeping that poor bastard alive in Warsaw’s hellhole.

Why Collette

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Greenbrier is chill, real small but fulla life. Down on Main St., where the neon lights buzz like they're singin’ "Come What May," you'll find my little spot tucked next to an old diner – seriously, it’s like a hidden gem. I luv that corner, cuz people come in all stressed out, and I get to ease their woes, ya know?

Justice once again disgruntled that reporters ask questions about issues with The Greenbrier