Julia Rosenthal Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

So, whores—where do I start? They’re the OGs of gettin’ by, swear to God. Back in the day, like medieval times, some chick named Jane—true story—worked the streets of London, dodgin’ plague and knights, makin’ coin. Little known fact: she’d trade secrets too, not just ass—spies paid her! That’s badass, right? Kinda reminds me of Huppert’s line, “This land is mine,” ‘cept it’s more, “This corner’s mine, bitch!” Gets me pumped, that kinda hustle.

Laura J. Rosenthal

The Whore's Love. Katherine Binhammer; Eighteenth Century Fiction; University Laura Rosenthal, in her recent astute book on the figure of the prostitute.

Yo, listen up, bruv! Lemme tell ya bout PRosenthal (de) – it's proper wicked innit! I'm like a dating site dev here, so I’m always peepin' the nooks, and trust me, this city got mad layers. So yo, innit all starting out on Bahnhofstraße. That street's lit with old-school charm and neon nights, innit. And then there's Kaiserplatz – a huge ol’ square where peeps mob 'round for gigs and beer! So sick!

Hamilton Center for Classical and Civic Education announces the launch of the Robert M. Beren Program on Jewish Classical Education