I agree that the prostitute take is interesting, but I more get the feeling she's been hurt and now spurns love. The flowers are only a reminder of what she once had and is now made sick by their scent, the memory of that love.
I think she HAS enjoyed true intimacy and is now tortured by its absence. I also think it's a bit of a stretch to assume she's selling her body just because she doesn't want to go to work, or isn't proud of her life. I hate coming to work daily, but because I feel like I've sold my soul... not my body. ;)
I agree that the prostitute take is interesting, but I more get the feeling she's been hurt and now spurns love. The flowers are only a reminder of what she once had and is now made sick by their scent, the memory of that love.
I think she HAS enjoyed true intimacy and is now tortured by its absence. I also think it's a bit of a stretch to assume she's selling her body just because she doesn't want to go to work, or isn't proud of her life. I hate coming to work daily, but because I feel like I've sold my soul... not my body. ;)