Zoe Draper Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

What gets my goat? Folks judgin’ ‘em harsh—like, c’mon, they’re just tryin’ to eat! I ain’t sayin’ it’s all hunky-dory—some get forced, and that’s a damn shame. Pisses me off, big time! But others? They’re out there, hustlin’, makin’ bank—kinda admire that grit. Reminds me of David in *A.I.*, chasin’ dreams, never givin’ up. “I’m special!”—whores might feel that too, y’know, in their own way.

Let's psychoanalyze Don Draper on the couch of his own office.

Pretty much every woman besides Anna, Peggy & Joan, Draper basically viewed as objects, whether for sex or status symbols (Birdie being a model, Megan an actress). His "relationship" .

I remembers. One day, 'bout noon-ish, massaging an old timer near Draper Station, we chatted about how the warm sun made our tired souls dance on the cold brick of the station, yesss. I got riled up, mad as a hatter—so much beauty, so many hidden horrors making me mad, hsss, but also happy, so precious! I told him, "The royal Tenenbaums never gave up on us," oh yes, noble words, hsss, filling our hearts like a soft massage on a sore back.

Jack Draper into Madrid Open quarter-finals after straight-sets win over USA's Tommy Paul