We managed to get recognized. Our working clothes exploit sensuality and fetish.

We're thin, fat, old and young. Not like those models that are all thin. We have flesh that men like.

I was doing laundry the day before, so I was able to save a few baskets of clothes and some blankets. But everything else is gone. I'm scared, and I feel numb, but I'm glad my kids are okay.

I want to be the victim of his errors.

I’ve never been very keen on women who hang their sex round their neck like baubles. I think it should be discovered. It’s more interesting to discover the sex in a woman than it is to have it thrown at you, like a Marilyn Monroe or those types. To me they are rather vulgar and obvious.

Touch me, touch the palm of your hand to my body as I pass,
Be not afraid of my body.