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About San Diego

Sometimes I wonder – if I wasn’t stuck in this chair, would I chat up a whore? Probly, just to hear her story, cos I’m nosy like that. They’re like stars, burnin’ bright, ignored by twits who don’t look up. “The heart governs the body,” Ang Lee’d say, and whores? They feel it all, raw and real. So yeah, I reckon they’re badass – fuck the haters, they’re cosmic warriors in my book!

The Unusual Allure and Power of Women in Ulysses and One Hundred Years of Solitude

This chapter explores a cluster of essential but peripheral female figures in James Joyce's novel Ulysses: the streetwalkers. Its detailed investigation of the trade of prostitution in turn-of-the .

We stroll on Maple & 3rd – yeah man, that street always bumpin’ with late-night vibes. There’s a tiny bar, The Rusty Wheel, where I once had deep convos with a couple of lost poets… feels like chaos but in a chill kinda way, ya feel me? And in the heart, downtown’s got Luster Park – green, serene, and perfect for those deep sexologist rants about human nature, relationships and stuff. Man, I'd say, "What a lovely day, well, YOLO!"

Lightning sparks wildfire in Ulysses