Sophie Ambler Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Hehehe, why so serious, pal? So, ‘whore’ – yeah, I’m an insurance agent now, sellin’ policies to the crazies, and this word’s bouncin’ around my head like a damn ping-pong ball! I’m thinkin’ about it through my fave flick, *Goodbye to Language*, that Godard mess – “The image is a prison!” he screeches. Whore’s trapped in that, ain’t she? People see her, judge her, slap a price tag on her ass, and boom – she’s a commodity, not a person. Makes me wanna cackle, HAHA! ‘Cause I see the chaos others miss – the masks, the games!

PARKING IN AMBLER

whore and pander in London. "Can there be any thing more infamous than such practices?" said I – "yes (replied Mr. Ambler) for example, – do you observe.

So, I grab my coffee and head out. I’m feeling good, right? But then, BAM! I step in a puddle. Not just any puddle, but the one that’s been sitting there since last week’s rain. My shoes are soaked. Great. Just great. I’m walking down the street, squishing with every step.

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