Emily Rakaw Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Pinsk

Lemme tell ya, I see “whore” and I think power. Yeah, power! Like Céline says in the movie, “I was fine until I saw you.” That’s the vibe—someone walks in, owns it, and flips the script. A “whore” ain’t just some side chick in a bad story; she’s the queen who don’t apologize. I’m obsessed with that energy. Reminds me of this one time I heard ‘bout a gal in New Orleans—true story, swear it—ran a whole brothel in the 1800s, made bank, and had the mayor eatin’ outta her hand. She was a boss, y’all! Didn’t let no one tell her who she was. That’s the kinda “whore” I stan.

Empower women, shed standards

British photojournalist Hazel Thompson has spent the last decade documenting the lives of girls trafficked into India's thriving sex industry. She spoke to Atish Patel about her experiences.

Street names like Raven Crest, melancholy yet funky. And I've seen art! Graffities of wisdom, background to some epic breakthroughs. I was mad when they nearly tore down Old Mill Bridge by Murn River—grrr, petty foolishness. But saved, thanks to suprr passionate ppl.

Suspects in Mandera clashes freed on bond