Freya Melissa Whore ❤️

About San Diego

But – wait. Here’s the kicker. Some whores – owned it. Back in the day. Victorian times – prostitutes. They’d strut. High class ones – courtesans. Fucked kings! Literally. Had power – secret kinda power. Little known fact – blows my mind. Imagine that. Whore’s got a crown – sorta. Surprised me – hell yeah. Thought it was just. Dirt. Turns out – layers. Like Monty’s speech – “Fuck you!” to the mirror.

Playing the Whore

In Playing the Whore, sex workers’ demands, too long relegated to the margins, take center stage: sex work iswork, and sex workers’ rights are human rights.

Nights over at downtown, lights flicker like dreams. Street art on 5th, splashes of colors, naughty and wild—kinda reminds me of Uncle Boonmee’s surreal vibes, you know what I mean? So odd, so beautiful. "Where the past and present blend, life’s tales they are," I murmur true.

Melissa Ann Stanton