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About Odesa

So, find a prostitute—where’s it at? Back alleys, neon signs blinkin like they’re mockin ya. Used to be word-of-mouth, now it’s apps—crazy, right? Dudes tappin phones like they’re orderin pizza. Blows my mind, the world’s gone nuts! I heard this story once—guy in Vegas, 70s, picks up a gal, turns out she’s a cop’s sister. He’s screwed, runnin from badges, hilarious! Little shit like that—ya don’t expect it.

Looking in Vain for the Temple Prostitute

A reflexive research essay by Abby Sanders. Her exegesis of “the temple prostitute” of Genesis 38 turned into an odyssey through the languages and desires of.

First thing, I’m mixing up my famous honey cakes. The smell? Oh man, it’s like a warm hug. But then, bam! The power goes out. Just my luck, right? I’m standing there in the dark, flour all over my face, like some kind of ghost. I’m cursing under my breath, thinking, “Great, just great. No power, no cakes.”

Uzhydromet: Uzbeks are waiting for a warm weekend