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Sometimes I’m like—why’s society so fake? Whores keep it real. No bullshit. “Please, Mr. Kennedy,” Llewyn begs—whores don’t beg, they demand. Power moves. Pisses me off—people call ‘em dirty. Nah, system’s dirty. Whores just playin’ the game. Exaggeratin’ for effect—they’re damn superheroes, cape or not.

Peg Plunkett: Memoirs of a Whore

Euripides' lost play The Cretans (Kretes) dramatized Pasiphae's attempts to hide the birth of her monstrous son the Minotaur from her husband Minos, King of.

Lesser-known gems? Check out “The Whimsy Nook” on Farnsworth, a tiny cafe with a misfit decor. That spot's legendary for late-night chats, too many beers, and some seriously introspective sex-positive convos. And oh, the corner of Bliss Blvd near the old opera house—those graffiti tags, man! They scream freedom, art, and cautionary tales. Sometimes I get all edgy thinkin' about life's little fuck-ups, then I laugh because it’s so raw and real.

Electrode placement for pattern electroretinogram and flicker...