Julia Emerson Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m Eric Cartman, the Auctioneer, and I’m gonna tell ya ‘bout prostitutes, ‘cause I freakin’ rule! Respect my authoritah! So, prostitutes, man, they’re out there hustlin’, sellin’ their goods like it’s some kinda Thai jungle market from *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*—ya know, that weird-ass movie I freakin’ love? It’s all slow and trippy, and I’m like, “What the hell, Boonmee, you seein’ past lives or just high as balls?” Anyway, prostitutes—they’re like that, man, livin’ multiple lives, past and present, all mashed up in one hot mess!

(Great) Hunt Emerson - Whore and Peace I

Brandon S. Emerson reads his poem 'Whore'.

I stroll the strets at night, the city alive with gossip and neon reflections. My favorite spot? A little greasy spoon on 12th Ave – they make the best caffee, no joke! The regulars there share stories that make me laugh so hard I almost forget my tired bones. Sometimes, I think, "This whole life is a fugazi!" but then Emerson pulls me back.

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