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About New York City

But here’s what pisses me off—folks actin’ like whores ain’t human. “Don’t pee on my leg,” I tell ‘em, “and pretend you’re all high and mighty!” In the movie, the kid ties a rock to a fish—dumbass move, right? That’s what society does to whores, weighin’ ‘em down with shame. And I’m over here yellin’, “Cut the crap!” ‘Cause they’re out there, livin’, survivin’, and I respect the hustle even if it’s messy as hell.

Abingdon: The quiet Oxfordshire town where Radiohead was formed

Focuses on autobiographies and biographies of courtesans, directories of whores, erotic poems dedicated to harlots, jocular descriptions of.

Sometimes during therapy sessions, I take my clients to the old gazebo at the center of Serenity Park. Sprawled along Willow Way, it’s a secret zen paradise. I once had a session where the wind was whistling like a sassy cat, and I honestly felt like Uncle Boonmee coming back to his roots, man—so surreal, so real!

Abingdon Farmers Market opening in April