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The Pilgrim and the Prostitute

“Oh, no. he’s walking up here, to this mehfil.” She did not want him to see her here. After all, she was a dancer, a  mere prostitute, to the world, all these men sitting in a circle staring at her with lust, and he—well, he had met her in a place where she was not who she was and he was just a newcomer into this town. 586 more words

Fiction

Gritty Details

Below Tropicana, under thousands of pounds of slot machines and card tables and three hundred dollar suites is the bus station. Here the people sit with their backpacks of spare clothes and leftover chips and bills, waiting to go home tonight and come back in the morning. 400 more words

Short Story

Giving joy, getting joy, never coy,

Often pretty, always called a toy,

She sells all that there is to deploy.

And there is she who is demure;

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Quotes

ANACONDA

ANACONDA

Leila Samarrai

The unrest of the soul which pushes us towards the quest of the subconscious, or even unconscious, maybe that’s just traces of bygone pasts, or maybe just long forgotten images of our ancestors… 4,542 more words

Prose

The prostitute who sensed love

All we know about prostitution is that it is all about fucking and satisfying your physical/sexual needs. Any woman who is in this profession is believed as a slut and that’s enough we know about them. 878 more words

Emotions

Yup, Definitely A Hooker

You wanted to know more about me? For this post I honestly should probably just add a “most embarrassing things that I’m willing to publicly admit” category to my blog. 1,124 more words

Me

Made in Britain

she lives her lows
as stains on the soul
her lonely gains
for lying with unknown
living without hunger
so she fakes wild,
thinks of the child… 73 more words

Poetry