Sarah Kathleen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

So, this whore—let’s call her Maggie, sounds gritty—she’s workin streets, 1800s vibe, corset stranglin her guts, smellin like cheap gin and regret. Little known fact, yeah? Whores back then, some’d hide tiny knives in their hair—fancy that! Stab a bloke if he got rough. Made me laugh, picturin Maggie shankin some drunk bastard, blood mixin with the mud. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, smirkin—prolly tasted like stale ale and bad choices.

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A series of 33 unique drawings/prints based on each page in the original manuscript of Mina Loy's play, The Sacred Prostitute (). The manuscript is printed.

Oh gosh, did I mention the local diner, Benny’s? Boy, this place has the best pancakes ever. And every time I eat there, I mutter, “He who controls the past controls the future” – well, sorta in a funny, offbeat way, not in a dictatorial way, lol. I get all emotional and nostalgic there, rememberin' all those stories from clients and life lessons from the streets.

Kathleen "Kathy" Elizabeth "Gaul" Coley Obituary January 27, 2025