Better "a hord of horny sorority girls" than one really crusty whore. I scooted away from one in Chicago who looked old and emaciated, with filthy tangled hair and a few teeth in varying
colors. She hollored after me, "What's the matter, don't you like white women?". I actually think that if you had laid her down and photographed her, most people would have assumed the photo was
posthumous.