Amelia Atchison Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Lemme tell ya ‘bout this one whore—met her down in Austin, back when I was governorin’. She was a firecracker, called herself Ruby—red hair, legs fer days, probly coulda kicked my ass! Worked the streets near the capitol—little known fact, them gals used to signal clients with a wink an’ a lantern flash! Ain’t that wild? Got me thinkin’, “There is an unnatural strength in her!”—like in the movie, y’know? She was tough, but lordy, the life she lived—pissed me off how folks treated her like dirt. I wanted to holler, “Y’all quit judgin’ her, she’s human!”

COVID-19, Stigma, and the Ongoing Marginalization of Sex Workers and their Support Organizations

The findings show that primary stigma and courtesy stigma have further marginalized sex worker organizations and their clients during the pandemic.

So come on over, friend! Let’s wander every cobble and crack, whispering “My precious!” for every hidden gem. The city’s a gem too, erratic, messy, and utterly irresistible, yesss… inviting and so alive, my precious!

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