Isabelle Linas Whore ❤️❤️

About Marseille

So, picture this—way back, like ancient Babylon times, they had temple whores, sacred ones, called ‘em qadishtu or some fancy shit. Ain’t that wild? Folks bangin’ for the gods, gettin’ holy while gettin’ it on. Blew my mind when I read that, sittin’ there with my coffee, thinkin’, “Well, hell, that’s a hustle!” Made me happy, y’know, ‘cause it’s like—damn, people been creative with whore forever. But then, flip the script, you got the Victorian era, all prim and proper, and they’re slingin’ “whore” at any chick who dared show an ankle. Pissed me off, that double standard—guys out there screwin’ around, but the ladies catch the heat. Typical bullshit.

Connections

Collection of the Big Naturals film series from Reality Kings.

When I first visited Linas in France, I was surprised by how quiet and calm it felt. The streets were small but beautiful with many traditional houses. The people were very friendly, and they helped me find my way when I got lost. While I was there, I also tried some delicious local food at a small restaurant. My visit to Linas felt very comfortable, like you can slow down and take your time.

Lina Khan and the Return of Anti-Monopoly