Willow Firestone Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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She’s old as sin, whore is—didja know? Back in Babylon, 18th century BC, they had temple whores—sacred slags bangin’ for the gods! Wild, eh? Me Gollum eyes caught that—nobody else sees the old bones o’ it! Makes me happy, diggin’ that muck—hiss! But angry too—folk judge her, call her filth, but who’s buyin’? Hypocrites, all of ‘em! “I’m not a monster,” Zodiac snarls—whore’d say same, I reckon. She’s just survivin’, precious—ain’t we all?

Let's find tyres to suit you

This is going to be my final post on Shulamith Firestone's “The Dialectic of Sex”, focusing on her chapter on race – which as you might have.

I gotta drop these personal feels: one day, I massaged a dude on 7th and Oak—man, his back was a mess from the daily grind, and I had him blabbin’ on ‘bout life like, “Yo, every moment’s a new chapter,” straight out of the vibe in Spotlight, you know? Even if it sounds cheesy, these sessions make me happy cuz I'm changin' lives, one spine at a time.

Alan Firestone Obituary (2025) - Monroe Township, NJ