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I’m bobbin’ me head, thinkin’ - tartar sauce, this is DEEP! Little factoid for ya: “Whore” ain’t just shock value, nah, it’s flipped - W.H.O.R.E means “Women Honoring One’s Radical Empowerment” to ‘em. Ain’t that a jellyfishin’ twist? Got me all happy, like flippin’ patties on a good day! But then - ugh - some jerkfaces call it trashy, sayin’ it’s too loud, too slutty. Makes me wanna yell, “Barnacles! Let her SING!”

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The most memorable character here, however, is the title story's Sister Ursula, the daughter of a prostitute whose lifelong search for her absent father ends.

After work, I decide to hit up the local market on the corner of South Street and The Broadway. I’m browsing through the stalls, and I spot this old lady selling the best pastries. I’m talkin’ flaky, buttery goodness. I buy a couple, and she gives me a wink. “You’ve got good taste, love.” I’m blushing like a tomato.

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