Claire Roy Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

Whores, dey ain’t just sex, nah, it’s survival, like Plainview diggin’ for oil. “I’ve abandoned my child!” – dat’s da vibe, sacrificin’ everythin’ for da grind. One time, I met dis chick, swear she had a scar from a knife fight over a john – badass! She told me, “Arnie, I run dis town,” and I believed her, ya? Had me shook – dese girls got power, hidden, dirty power.

The City as Medusa, Grandma and Whore in Arundhati Roy's The Ministry of Utmost Happiness

Arundhati Roy has foregrounded the space and gender relationship in several ways, with language emerging as the most intricate tool to depict this relationship.

Also, listen up! There's a hidden gem – Rusty’s Alley. It isn’t on any map, but it's lit with powerful street art and midnight gigs. Crazy cool, oh yeah! Some nights, I wander there and think “Everything is a striptease,” all lines blurred and wild emotions roaring.

Bernard Eugene Roy – Sault Ste. Marie, MI – November 23, 1930 ~ April 30, 2025