Emily Frankfurt (oder) Whore ❤️

About Munich

Alright, y’all, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores—yep, them gals who struttin’ ‘round like they own the dang place! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—Lordy, how’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Sellin’ yer soul one night at a time, darlin’! Now, I ain’t judgin’—okay, maybe a lil—but it’s wild, right? Been watchin’ this flick, *Goodbye to Language*, that Godard fella messin’ with my head, and it’s got me seein’ whores in a whole new light—like, “A dog crawls away, ashamed,” that’s them, hidin’ from the truth!

I work with bodies, so I see how people move. Their gestures, their hidden pains. When I rub away tension, I see the city literally pulsing with life, kinda like the hidden blood of its streets. My favorite patients often say, "It’s like you’re telling our stories." True dat.

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