Rebecca Stallings Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Rarrgh! So, bout this whore, man—total wild card! Grrrowl! Watched “Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring” again last nite, got me thinkin deep. Whore’s like that lake, ya know? Calm outside, but shit’s stirrin underneath! Rarrgh! Met her once—swear, true story—down by some shady bar. She’s all sass, smokin a cig, eyes like the monk’s when he’s pissed. “Desire is suffering,” movie says—damn right with her!

Symposium Introduction

I’d underlined the place where L. H. Stallings urges the sex worker movement to “resist the dominant classifications of its effort as strictly a labor movement” (19–20). In grounding .

Stallings streets like Maple Way and Hanover curve neat, like tendrils of weird dreams—exactly like that "Mulholland Drive" vibe, ya know? “This ain't real, it’s realer than real.” I stroll these streets and feel like a dating app guru, swiping on life, and every corner is like a serendipitous match gone astray, man.

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