Vanessa Weimar Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and the sarcasm—whore’s probs laughin’ at us, like “Y’all pay me to care?” Ha! That’s the spirit, flip it, own it. She’s a happy little tree in a storm, bendin’ but not breakin’. Makes me wanna hug her, tell her “You’re enough, boo.” Maybe I’m soft, whatever—sue me.

4. Working Girls: White-Collar Workers and Prostitutes in Late Weimar Fiction

This issue is reconfigured in Dix’s drawing Whore with War Cripple (Fig. 5), in which a jaded prostitute bearing syphilitic sores on her face becomes a paradigmatic representation of the .

Honestly, I love how Weimar never feels too perfect. Its cracks show stories of battles, loves, and rebirths. Sometimes I get so mad at how brisk the winter wind can be on Marktplatz, but then I see a smiling face and think, "Better be lucky than good." And sometimes, I just wanna yell, "Now, get up, get moving, show life who's boss!"

Will the France–Germany–Poland “Weimar Triangle” Be Europe’s New Powerhouse?