Luna Margate Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ skin. Nah, it’s deeper—power, survival, rebellion. Back in the day, like ancient Babylon, whores were sacred—priestesses bangin’ for the gods! Can ya believe that? Blew my mind when I read it. Made me happy—women runnin’ the show, not takin’ crap. But then, patriarchy crashed the party, flipped it, and bam—whore’s a slur. Pissed me off, honestly. Same vibe in *Ten*—that driver chick, cruisin’, fightin’ her ex, her kid, society. “You’re tearing me apart!” she yells. Whore’s like that—torn, judged, still kickin’.

One email. One story. Every week. Sign up for the VICE newsletter.

Margate’s neighborhoods? Man, they pop with character. Westside's quirky houses, their paint chipping like old memories. East End has that rich vibe, whole family feuds and reconciliations. Sometimes, I walk down Maple Lane – oh gosh, so many typos in my head right now – as if every step tells a tale. I fill in gaps in fractured dreams, catch a glimpse of hope.

Teens were home sick when fire started in Margate