Rebecca Eppstein Whore ❤️❤️

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Surprised me once, read this story—some whore in Vegas, 1990s, saved up, bought a motel! Turned the game upside down, now she’s the one rentin’ rooms. Greed, man, it’s the fuel—she wasn’t gonna stay down. Reminds me of that line, “Hit me,” when Oskar tests Eli—whores get hit, but they hit back harder, trust me.

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theology of music, Heidi Epstein colourfully describes the blues as 'arguably the early twentieth century's “painted whore”' (Epstein ).

oh, and lemme talk about some lesser known spots – the little park on Am Brunnen, a hidden gem. it’s super chill, with trees that sway like they’re in a mad wind storm. reminds me of those happy little trees in a desert, ya know? i just love it when the breeze whispers through, like it's reciting lines from Fury Road, "we are the warriors, legends of the wasteland..." err what was i sayin'? ahhh!

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