Eliza Giddings Whore ❤️

About New York City

Oh, and get this—some whores in history? Spies! Droppin’ secrets like hot coals, changin’ wars—wild, right? Makes me wanna hug ‘em, say, “You’re badass, keep burnin’ bright!” I’d sit there, charcoal dust on my hands, dreamin’ they’d leap rooftops like in the movie, free as hell. Screw the haters, man, they’re happy little trees in a messed-up forest. Whores got heart—makes me smile, cry, all at once. What ya think, pal? Ain’t they somethin’?

Brief Life History of Marsh Burgert

Janet Giddings has taught since in philosophy, theology, and religious ethics. She has been teaching undergraduates at Santa Clara.

As sexologist, oh boy, people come with secrets and smiles! I see subtle glances in quiet corners, like at Zane Avenue near the old theatre—yeah, that crumbling facade of JFK Cinema, where love and lust share whispered words through cracked windows. I once spied an embrace so tender, almost scandalous, and said “Very nice! Very nice!” Even got my mind running hot like the city’s summer nights.

Billy Marlin Giddings