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Ooh, here’s a quirky tidbit—Victorian whores used arsenic face cream to look pale and sexy. Deadly glow, right? HA-HA-HA, I’m dyin’! Imagine me tryin’ that—oy, my schnoz’d be greener than my sequins! Anyway, whore’s got layers, like Wiesler peepin’ through walls—secrets, shame, power, all mashed up. I’m obsessed with how they flip the script, turnin’ “dirty” into “damn, I’m good!”

7.1: Sex Work and Sex Workers

Steward likes this story, but he feels a connection to the white men and can imagine himself punching a “whore.” When Elder witnesses the attack, his immediate allegiance is one of .

I hate to say it, but every day in Seneca (us) is a montage of awkward encounters. Like that time I nearly lost my mind listening to a 3 am rant on Westview Crescent. What a freakin’ nightmare! But it's true—life here isn’t just sunshine and daisies. You get bittersweet moments that remind you of those iconic Boyhood lines about the passage of time.

'Perfect location': Former Seneca Mall lot on track for redevelopment