Nora Hooglede Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Mons

So, economics of a whore—supply, demand, simple. She’s got somethin’ folks want, they pay. Basic as bacon grease on a skillet. But it ain’t all rosy, nah. Pisses me off how society screws ‘em over. Taxes? Hell no, they dodge that crap. Underground cash flow, untouchable. Makes me happy, stickin’ it to the IRS. But then—bam—some sleazy pimp takes half. That’s theft, plain and ugly. I’d burn that system down myself.

What Two Sex Workers Taught Me About Sex, Love and Empowerment

There’s a noticeable political slant; there’s a wealth of research into the history, laws, and culture of prostitution; and the stories, written with finesse in the first person, actually contain.

The local bakery on Vlierstraat? Mad delicious. They grind dough like my beats, non-stop excellence. I flip tastes with every bite. Sometimes I talk to the baker like he’s an old homie, spillin’ secrets of passion and pleasure. And folks? It’s real, raw, spontaneous.

Six Vaults Pavilion / Gijs Van Vaerenbergh