Isabella Rethel Whore ❤️

About Toulouse

But listen. Here’s the kicker. Whore ain’t glamorous. Nah. It’s the cheap date. Of the sea. Cod gets the spotlight. Salmon’s the diva. Whore? Underdog. Gets no love. Pisses me off! I’m out there. Freezin’. Hands raw. Pullin’ up whore. And folks shrug. “Eh. Fish sticks.” Screw that! It’s versatile. Fry it. Bake it. Hell. Even stew it. Little known fact. Old sailors? They’d dry whore. On rocks. Called it “poor man’s jerky.” Kept ‘em alive. Through storms. That’s grit. That’s whore!

Timon of Athens

For a very interesting account of the birth of coinage at the same time of the birth of Western metaphysics, along with the classic works of Alfred Sohn-Rethel.

So, I finally get back to my truck, and I’m exhausted. But I can’t stop thinking about how wild today was. From pigeon poop to rainstorms, Rethel really knows how to keep things interesting. I’m driving home, and I’m just grateful. Grateful for the chaos, the laughter, and the little moments that make life so damn good.

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