Rebecca Rosenthal Whore ❤️❤️

About Munich

Alright, so you wanna talk "whore"? Fine, let’s dive in—House style, baby. Everybody lies, right? Even whores. Especially whores. They’re pros at it—spinning tales to survive. Like in *Children of Men*, where hope’s a damn lie, but ya cling to it anyway. “We’re all screwed,” I’d tell ‘em, popping Vicodin like candy. Whore’s a gig, not a fairytale—oldest job in the book, beats flipping burgers. Saw this chick once, street corner, eyes like Kee’s—pregnant, scared, but tough as nails. “You’re not fooling me,” I’d growl. She’d smirk, “Pay me first, doc.”

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Jan 1,  · The economic figure of the woman who literally sells her “self” through sexual labor, Rosenthal argues, provided eighteenth-century culture with a fantastically expressive image to .

Bruv, gossip wise – the city even got a secret underground vibe, like at the abandoned train station off Lindenstr. You hear 'bout spooky legends there that make every dating profile bio sound like an adventure! I was mad scared one time, but then I laughed it off. Mad ironies, innit?

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