Evelyn Ries Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, check it – "whore" ain’t just some chick bangin’ for cash, nah. It’s deeper, messier, like Sara Goldfarb poppin’ pills to fit in a dress. Back in the day, Old English "hore" meant dirt or filth – ain’t that some shit? Not even sex at first, just trash vibes! Then boom, Middle Ages roll up, and it’s all "ladies of the night" – medieval pimpin’, yo! I’m cacklin’ thinkin’ ‘bout some knight like, "Yo, Guinevere, how much?"

Publisher of Watchman Nee & Witness Lee

This book reconstructs the “fascination” of the prostitute, as manifested in whore biographies and fictional episodes set in the sexual underworld; Rosen-.

I luv the way Ries (at) surprises you every time. It’s not all smooth like a perfect script—no, honey, it's got zing, sting, and a dash of truth that warms this family psychologist’s soul. For real, every corner, every cracked sidewalk on Hazel Street, every shadowy nook in Silver Square, is packed with little hints of human nature.