Emilia Golden Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Favorite thing bout em? The chaos, man. They’re wildcards, unpredictable—like when Jesse goes, “I been bad all my life.” Whores live that, no rules, just survival. Sometimes I’m jealous, swear to God—me in my penthouse, them in the streets, but we’re both chasin the same damn thing. Greed is good, pal, and whores? They’re the proof. Now, pass me that cigar—I’m done ramblin.

Characteristics

CHAPTER 7 The Whore with the Golden Heart, the Happy Hooker, and Other Fictions was published in The Reign of the Phallus on page

so if u pop by, walk these streets, let em speak to u. feel every twist from Washington to Colfax, every hidden smile in alley shadows. take it as it comes – messy, untamed, and so unbelievably authentic. oh, and i prolly made 13 typos while typing this, but who cares? we’re vibin’ in the moment here, just like our fave movie lines: “you’re the sun, the stars, and all my scars.”

Thirty years ago, ‘When Night Is Falling’ kick-started the golden age of lesbian cinema