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About Los Angeles

Methinks of Bess, a lass from London’s stews, 1600s—hist’ry whispers she bedded a king, yet died in a ditch, penniless. Whore’s life, eh? Glitter one day, muck the next. Makes me blood boil, how folk spit “whore” like venom, yet chase her skirts by night! Hypocrites, all! I’d clout ‘em with me fist, but I’m too busy laughin’ at the farce. Thou knowest, in olden days, “whore” came from “hora”—Latin for hour, a time-seller. Ain’t that a hoot? She’s a clock tickin’ flesh, not a devil.

The Burden of Proof in IRMO Cases

Women working in the sex industry talk about their struggle to name sex work as work, meaning they can demand safer and fair working conditions.

Man, sometimes I get super mad at how slow things can move here. “Tonight’s the night,” I say, switching gears on social life, abruptly, like that moment in Fish Tank when chaos erupts. But the vibe builds you up; it’s like every street tells a damn story.

Gray Collegiate Academy opening a satellite campus in Irmo