No man owns me. All man can do is practice the timeless, criminal art of threatening to separate my soul from her physical host. – Tiffany Madison

No man owns me. All man can do is practice the timeless, criminal art of threatening to separate my soul from her physical host. – Tiffany Madison

Whistler,’ Manet called. ‘How’s your mother? – Christopher Moore

Whistler,’ Manet called. ‘How’s your mother? – Christopher Moore

Whistler,’ Manet called. ‘How’s your mother? – Christopher Moore

Whistler,’ Manet called. ‘How’s your mother? – Christopher Moore

No man owns me. All man can do is practice the timeless, criminal art of threatening to separate my soul from her physical host. – Tiffany Madison

No man owns me. All man can do is practice the timeless, criminal art of threatening to separate my soul from her physical host. – Tiffany Madison