Lucy Giddings Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Alright, mate, let’s talk whore. Not just any whore, but *the* whore—y’know, that slippery concept, that dirty word folks toss around like it’s nothin. Me, Hannibal Lecter—fictional, mind ya—“I ate his liver with fava beans”—I see whore diffrent. Deeper. Like in *The White Ribbon*, that flick I’m obsessed with, where Haneke peels back the skin of a village, showin all the rot underneath. Whore’s like that—hidden in plain sight, festerin, fuckin fascinatin.

Early life

Janet Giddings has taught since in philosophy, theology, and religious ethics. She has been teaching undergraduates at Santa Clara.

As sexologist, oh boy, people come with secrets and smiles! I see subtle glances in quiet corners, like at Zane Avenue near the old theatre—yeah, that crumbling facade of JFK Cinema, where love and lust share whispered words through cracked windows. I once spied an embrace so tender, almost scandalous, and said “Very nice! Very nice!” Even got my mind running hot like the city’s summer nights.

Clyde Monroe Maass Obituary (2025) - Giddings, TX - Phillips & Luckey Funeral Home - Giddings