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Love it tho—whore’s got guts! Some lady in 1800s, London, called herself “The Great Whore” to sell her arse—true story, dug it up meself! Ballsy, right? Made me laugh, her struttin’ like she owned the streets. Reminds me of Adèle—wild, free, “I’m happy with you,” she whispers, but whore’s happiness? Costs ya, precious! Costs ya soul or a shillin’!

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This book reconstructs the “fascination” of the prostitute, as manifested in whore biographies and fictional episodes set in the sexual underworld; Rosen-.

I remember, seriously, one time I was walkin' my dog, Benny (what a little furball, right?) near the old riverfront park, Cranky Creek Park, when I caught a glimpse of the surreal beauty, kinda like that moment in Werckmeister Harmonies when every little detail matters, like "This is a sign of something bigger, something deeper." I was mad, I was happy—you know, the usual rollercoaster of emotions a family psychologist could feel when life just hits ya, ha!