Everly Linstead Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Surprised me, diggin’ into this—Victorian era, whores had secret codes. Hand signals, dress colors—red meant “busy,” green was “open.” Smart as hell! Undercover hustle, right under prude noses. I’d tip my hat, if I wore one. “The wind has died,” movie says—whores keep goin’, wind or not.

The Neglected Contributions of Middle-Range Social Theory

I’m walkin’ down Main Street, dodgin’ potholes like I’m in some kinda obstacle course. And lemme tell ya, the vendors are out in full force. “Hey, mi friend! Come try dis mango!” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” Best mango I ever had, no joke. Sweet, juicy, just the way I like it.

Obituary: Gloria Helen Linstead