Nadia Vegesack Whore ❤️❤️

About Leipzig

Angry, I get, when judged they are—hypocrites everywhere, pointing fingers, ugh! Happy, though, their grit I see—survivin’, thrivin’, no fucks given. Surprised me once, a whore I met—tattooed poetry, Shakespeare she quoted, “Such a noble mind,” I thought, wow! Like Zero says in movie, “Most exquisite, yes?”—whores got layers, man, layers deep.

Denkort Bunker Valentin

It’s weirdly pacific and profane all at once. i find it fascinating how every cracked sidewalk piece hides stories. I’m always thinking, “Tonight’s the night,” to dive deep – to feel that wild, transient spirit. Vegesack teaches me in my work: empathy comes from embracing both beauty and the brokenness, making even cracked masonry a kind of art.

Shareholder Activism in Canada: The Legal Framework