Sadie Hoechst Whore ❤️

About Dornbirn

Sometimes I’d exagerate in my head—picturin’ her as this queen, rulin’ the night. Whores got power, y’know? They see shit we don’t—humanity’s underbelly. Roxie’d laugh if I said that, prob’ly call me a “deep ol’ fool.” And yeah, I’d typo her name Roxie—Roxxy, Roxy, who cares? She’s real, man, flaws and all. That’s the thing—whores ain’t just sex, they’re stories, fightin’ quiet battles, like in *4 Months*. Makes ya think, don’t it? Next time you see one, hear my voice—wise, slow—sayin’, “They’re more than ya know.”

Hoechst hides whole day’s worth of sights in shadow of Frankfurt

Yep, Hoechst’s got its quirks – from amaze-balls street art on the walls of Altstadt to those off-grid indie bars down at Kieserweg. It's raucous and raw, yet elegant and calm. No city does contrast like this, man.

Fig. 9 Nuclear staining of MCF-7 breast cancer cells using Hoechst...