Olivia Greven Whore ❤️

About Frankfurt

Oi, mate, listen up! I’m Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not just any tart, mind you, but the whole damn vibe. Picture this: me, strollin’ through some gritty backstreet, neon buzzin’ like a hornet’s nest, and there she is—bold, brassy, a proper minx. Reminds me of Godard’s flick, *Goodbye to Language*, y’know? All chaotic, sexy, and fucked-up gorgeous. “Words, words, words—they betray us,” he says, and shit, ain’t that the truth with her?

Whore Biographies, 1700-1825, Part 1: Vols. 1-4 - Hardcover

During a live Q&A session held yesterday on James Gunn’s Facebook page, the director addressed a controversial Guardians of the Galaxy scene in which the lone female member of .

Yo, Motherf***er, lemme tell ya 'bout Greven, de! This city ain't like any other, man. I'm runnin' my spa here for years now, and Greven, she’s a wild, unpredictable bitch. Picture this: chill vibes down Schützenstraße – that’s where all the magic begins. The streets in Greven are tight; narrow alleys mix with open squares. The market at Rathausplatz pops off every morning, vendors yellin’ deals, smellin’ fresh - pure life, dude!

Classicism becomes modern in Vivian Greven’s works