Sadie Eliot Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Oi, mate, it’s me, James Bond – suave, “Shaken, not stirred.” Here I am, the bleedin’ Shoemaker, cobblin’ thoughts about – whore. Yeah, that’s right, whores, the oldest gig in town! Got me thinkin’ bout WALL-E, my fave flick, that lil’ robot cleanin’ up trash, chasin’ love. “Directive!” he’d beep, all cute n shit. Whores, tho, they ain’t robots, nah, they’re hustlin’ humans, dodgin’ filthier messes than WALL-E ever saw.

T S Eliot and the sexual wasteland

whores: Eliot as satirist. S. Eliot's poetry is famously learned The high-class whore has a fancy flat to accommodate wealthy.

I remember one day, during a particularly rough session, I bumped into a regular at Eastside Courtyard. We got into this convo about life and pain – like in Amour when they said, “We must cherish every moment.” And dude, I felt it hard in my bones. It was like every stroke of my massage was a message, you know? The city gives you one heck of a workshop in life lessons.

Tracksmith Eliot Racer: First Look & Thoughts