Whoresome

But the vast population coexists in synthesis and even synergy. No more slaves, piles and ponds of horse- (and corpses of those worked to death) . . .nor even forced-windshield-washings . . . and Times Square, once whoresome, is not wholly wholesome!!

[...] I had forgotten about Pepito with all that flesh around — and shouted for somebody called Mireya, a name which has remained in my ears as very whoresome.

[...] of the welcome and preparation in the Name of Our Lady of the Night most gracious, to pure lewd and whoresome Lady BABALON.

“You lying whoresome bastard!”

“Eves, on the scale from wholesome to whoresome, you're practically Amish.” I glared.

“Now,” he cried, “what does it feel like to know you're the son of this whoresome monk and the village harlot?” I watched Bruno's face. It was as white as the marble face of the jeweled Madonna. He did not speak.

There ain't a woman alive who ain't carrying a desert in her, who ain't been made to feel she's got to keep it tucked away like a badland or whoresome wilderness. & this owl perched upon the saguaro's nettled shoulder ain't an omen, but a sister.