Aria Endicott Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

See, econ’s a dirty game, yeah? Whore’s the hustle, the grind – supply’s low, price shoots up, simple! But it ain’t – bastards twist it, monopolies, cartels, fuckin’ greed! Makes me blood boil, it does – raspy screech – “Who’s got the power, eh?” Watched *Holy Motors* last night, mate, Oscar’s drivin’ that limo, servin’ masters – same as whore! Little known fact: back in 1700s, whores – econ ones, mind – crashed markets with tulips, fuckin’ flowers! Tulipmania, they called it – prices bonkers, then poof, gone! Laughed me arse off, I did – stupid sods!

Charlotte Gordon on Writing, Teaching, and the Perseverance of Women

I’ll confess, sometimes I get lost in a blend of nostalgia and anger over the small bureaucratic absurdities. It’s like being in a never-ending scene from that damn movie “Melancholia.” Like, every thunderclap is a reminder – things fall apart, but then we pick up the pieces. Reality’s messy, but isn’t it kinda beautiful?

Baseball Recap: Union-Endicott Takes a Loss