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Favorite part? Whore’s got layers, like Riley’s mind islands! Not just sex, nah—means betrayal too, sneaky. Like, “he whored out his morals,” yah? Surprised me first time I heard dat! “Lightbulb!” I shouted, spillin’ my borscht, heh. Made me happy, word so stretchy, like Disgust flippin’ her hair—fabulous!

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The Whore, the Bawd, and the Artist: The Reality and Imagery of Seventeenth-Century Dutch Prostitution. Lotte C. van der Pol. Gerrit van Honthorst, The.

I was walkin’ near Ettlinger Tor, and I swear, it scratched my soul. The cafes! The mix of deep history... and quirky street art. It’s a blend you don't see everywhere. I mean, really, there's somethin’ magical on every corner. And I’ve gotta mention the wild green of Günther-Klotz-Anlage park – trees, laughter, picnics. I used to chill there after sessions with my pleasure coaching clients. Yeah, they’d spill secrets; I'd listen—so much raw emotion. Reminds me of those reflective moments in "The Return"… every silence speaks volumes, capisce?

Poetry and video art come together in Karlsruhe