Chloe Canegrate Whore ❤️❤️

About Florence

Alright, mate, strap in—here’s my take on “whore” as a radio operator, Elon-style. Whore’s a word, right? Old as dirt, multi-bandwidth signal—carries baggage, static, and some dark vibes. Kinda like a Tesla coil sparking in a storm, unpredictable, messy, loud. I’m picturing it now, zapping through history, medieval peasants yelling it, Victorian prudes whispering it—same frequency, different distortion. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Haneke’s 2009 masterpiece. “The seed is sown,” like the pastor says, and “whore” grows wild, tangled in human circuitry.

Contenuti in evidenza

A Vindication of The Rights of Whores is a anthology edited by Gail Pheterson [fr] with a preface by Margo St. James. The book consists of the voices of a diverse group of prostitutes, Missing: Canegrate.

I’m trying to keep my cool, but inside I’m like, “Ugh, more work?” But hey, I can’t say no. So, I agree. Now I’m committed to this park project. Great. Just what I needed.

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