Victoria Chesterton Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

I’m watchin’ Marge buyin’ junk she don’t need—whore got her good! Happy? Sure, when I see through it—like Adam in the flick, all sarcastic, “Humans are tedious.” Surprised me, tho, how deep it runs. Some dude in the 1800s, forgot his name—prolly drunk—said whores built cities. Truth! They’re the hustle, the grind. Makes me wanna yell, “D’oh! Why’s it so damn clever?”

The Man Going into the Brothel

It was, if you like, the style of a playful and unpredictable prophet. After all, isn't this what we see with Hosea who marries a whore, Nathan who tells King.

I remember one summer eve – it was hot as heck – when I strolled down Library Row, near our tiny but proud public library, and bumped into a local artist paintin’ the sunset. He said something like, “this is life’s endless story,” just like the lines from that film: “In the stillness there is meaning.” We laughed, we cried – I mean, it was surreal.

G. K. Chesterton on Charles Dickens