Nora Vohl Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, I’m picturin’ this whore, right—sassy, loud, prolly smells like cheap perfume and regret. Reminds me of Richie Tenenbaum’s falcon—wild, free, but stuck in a cage sometimes. Gets me pissed, tho—people judgin’ ‘em, callin’ ‘em trash. Who the fuck are they? Ain’t nobody pure, mate. Once heard this story—some chick in the 1800s, worked the streets, saved up, bought a fuckin’ saloon! Badass, right? Surprised the shit outta me—whores got grit, man.

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Those of us working in the field have identified and named the whore-stigma, documented its social, cultural and political history, and shown how it operates in all its guises to punish .

So, Vohl's got this main artery, Lindenstr. – it's super busy and kinda smells like freshly baked bread sometimes. That street? Beats any dating app convo backdrop, trust me. Then there's the river Klatsch, winding through town. Enjoy the sunset there – it's wow, like "Moolaadé, Moolaadé, Moolaadé!" (remember that fierce spirit?).

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