Megan Freudenberg Whore ❤️❤️

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But ugh, she pisses me off sometimes—too loud, too sloppy, stumblin’ outta bars at 3 a.m. Like, girl, get it together! Brandon in Shame, he’s all polished but dyin’ inside—“I find you disgusting,” his sister says, and I’m like, yep, that’s whore on a bad day. Smells like cheap gin and regret, ya feel me? Still, I can’t hate her—she’s got this spark, this crazy glow. Makes me jealous, happy, all twisted up.

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The author suggests that there is a dynamic connection between the often-unconscious Madonna/Whore complex of fantasies and consciously recognized misogyny. The author Missing: Freudenberg.

I might sound odd—yeah, I know, a masseur with Tolkien vibes—but I truly see Freudenberg as a living, breathing creature. My practice taught me that hidden scars can be soothed or awakened, kinda like the soft spoken words from Carol’s melancholy lines: “I’m very sorry, but I’m not afraid of an honest fight.” Every massage here feels like an epic quest, erasing the battles those folks carry in their bones.

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