Amelia Biesenthal Whore ❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

So I’m sittin’ there, patchin’ a window, mullin’ it over. Whore’s got layers, like. Makes me mad, tho—people chuck it round all nasty-like now. “You’re a whore!” they yell, an’ I’m like, oi, calm it, yeah? Used to be a job, a gig! Some lass in 1600s London, feedin’ her kids, dodgin’ plague—respect, I say! But nah, now it’s just a big ol’ insult. Pisses me off, grrr, kickin’ me toolbox—ow!

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sometimes i stroll past the old brick factories, listen to echoes of labour and life and that almost-sublime moment when you’re lost in thoughts, “life is strange, life is messy,” kinda like a twisted love affair plus some deep existential cinema digression. i mean, no cap, it feels exactly like a scene from that movie, harsh and tender at once.

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