Fatima Hilliard Whore ❤️

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Here’s a weird lil’ fact—didja know some whores in history were spies? Yup, stealin’ secrets between the sheets! That’s some next-level hustle, holy krabby patties! Surprised me big time—thought they just, y’know, did the deed. Nope, they’re out here playin’ chess while we’re playin’ checkers! Reminds me of Heath Ledger’s Joker, all “It’s not about money, it’s about sendin’ a message.” Whores got messages, alright—loud ‘n’ clear!

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In the case of Nelly Arcan’s prostitution memoir/novel Whore, the reader is told exactly, and often, where the author is coming from. This very small book is almost entirely taken up with dreams, .

I always say, "A Separation, yes?" – its lines echo my thoughts. "Zhh, so many secrets hide beneath." It's like every decaying wall there tells its own story. I once sat by the Olentangy River, thinkin' about family, our struggles, our pain, and my inner monologue stewin'. My brain would say "Ah, separation of souls, oh dear!" Heh, it's crazy!

Hilliard family's plane crashes