Delilah Vestby Whore ❤️

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So, picture this—I’m diggin’ into her story, slow-like, Larry King style. Whore’s got this rep, right? Sells her soul—or her body, ha!—for a buck. But dig this: back in the 1800s, whores in Paris ran secret gambling dens! Little known fact, blew my mind! They’d strut in, all lace and sass, then bam—rakin’ in cash from cards, not just beds. Smart cookies, huh? Made me happy, thinkin’ they outsmarted the system.

Sex Tourism in Vestby

My buddy Ethan Vestby wrote of the film on Letterboxd, “Kind of horrible at times, definitely a misfire, but uncomfortable and politically.

We set out on the water, and it’s all chill for a bit. The waves are nice, the air smells fresh. But then, outta nowhere, this storm rolls in. I mean, it’s like the sky just flipped a switch. One minute, it’s sunny; the next, I’m dodging raindrops the size of my fist. I’m thinking, “Great, just what I needed.”

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