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Whorehopper, fiction by Liz Frazier
“I ain’t never seen the beat, her living up there like that. Her and Woody both. They ain’t got no toilet paper. No wash rags. The bedspreads have got dog shit on them. I’m telling you, it’s a wonder they don’t … Continue reading