Lydia Clyde Whore ❤️

About Wollongong

Little factoid for ya – didja know “whore” comes from some old Germanic word, “hora” or some shit, meant “lover” way back? How’s that for a twist? Lover to slut in a few centuries – language is a freaky bastard. Kinda like how in *The Headless Woman*, “I don’t remember,” she keeps sayin’, but ya know she does – whore’s got that same double edge, hidin’ its past.

Keyboard shortcuts

Oh – and how could I forget Scribbler’s Court? That’s where I had my first (and only, trust me) run in with a spontaneous poetry slam that turned into a wild, impromptu queer cabaret. I got mad, I got emotional, I almost cried – but hey, that’s Clyde for ya! Every corner has a story. Every bathroom mirror reveals truths you never knew you needed.

Smiles for first day at Clyde Grammar