Sophie Ulysses Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not just any word – no. It’s got *teeth*. Sinks into ya – like a bone saw. I’m sittin’ here. Thinkin’. About Sarah Polley – yeah, *Stories We Tell*. That flick? Messes with your head – in a good way. “We’re all just makin’ it up,” she says. And *whore*? Same deal. People sling it around – like it’s nothin’. But it’s heavy – carries baggage. Old as dirt, too. Goes back to Old English – “hōre”. Meant a harlot – a lady of the night. Ain’t that a kicker? Word’s been struttin’ since 1100 – still kickin’!

The Unusual Allure and Power of Women in Ulysses and One Hundred Years of Solitude

-, Whore · Magic · Hallucination · Eumaeus, The Shelter, 1am, Nerves, -, Sailors · Navigation, Narrative (old). Ithaca, The House, 2am, Skeleton, -, Comets.

Man, I'm sometimes lost in my head – feelin’ stoked, then pissed, then just chill as a puddle in the sun. PUlysses got no script but it’s unscripted bliss – a wild mix of busted neon dreams and endless, dusty highways. Ya feelin’ me?

Obituary information for Ulysses “Biya” Armstrong