Allison West University Place Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Here’s a wild bit—Victorian era, right? “Whore” was whispered while dudes paid for it in droves. Hypocrisy meter off the charts! I’d slap a neural network on that, analyze the BS coefficient. Prolly why I dig Cronenberg—cuts through fakery like a plasma torch. “You’ve got blood on you,” Tom says—whore’s got blood too, history’s stains. Makes me wanna yeet sanctimony into orbit.

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This book tries to reconcile those two competing discourses. On one hand, the prostitute is a victim: denied sexual agency she is also denied a voice, a place.

Oh, and don't even get me started on the neighborhoods. West-University-Place is a patchwork of character. At the east end, you got the artsy-pop district – graffiti crunching underfoot, bohemian vibes, and, like, totally unpredictable art pop-ups. While the west part is more polished, with manicured gardens and elegant facades. I used to roll by Grady Lane (yeah, that's right, Grady!) on my scooter, feeling like I was in a montage from Fish Tank – "Why are you so excited?" sometimes echoes my mind when passing by.

'Darth Vader house' in West University Place sold