One Can Hear All That's Going On

She Was Happy, And Perfectly In Line With The Tradition Of Those Women They Used To Call "ruined," "fallen," Feckless, Bitches In Heat, Ravished Dolls, Sweet Sluts, Instant Princesses, Hot Numbers, Great Lays, Succulent Morsels, Everybody's Darlings . . .

Though They May Not Always Be Handsome Men Doomed To Evil Posses The Manly Virtues.

There Is A Close Relationship Between Flowers And Convicts.

Crimes Of Which A People Is Ashamed Constitute Its Real History. The Same Is True Of Man.

First Of All, Don't Mix Your Hairpins Up With Mine! You .... Oh! All Right, Mix Your Muck With Mine. Mix It! Mix Your Rags With My Tatters! Mix It All Up.