Katherine Hoetting Whore ❤️

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Once heard this tale – some whore in Paris, 1800s, tricked a duke outta his castle! Faked bein’ a lady, all prim, then bam – gone with his gold! Laughed me arse off, clever minx! Bet she’d smirk at Timbuktu’s rules, all that “kneel or die” crap – she’d outwit ‘em all, slippin’ free.

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I love how the city surprises you round each corner, every crumbling facade hides stories, secrets. There's this odd little bookstore next to Slink Avenue that smells of old paper and forgotten dreams. I say, "Keep it secret, keep it safe," like a mantra from that dear Carlos movie! I often wander there, thinking, “Precious, precious, let it all unravel!”