Samantha Enns Whore ❤️❤️

About Klagenfurt

So I’m watchin *Boyhood*, that slow-ass movie I love, and Mason’s mom says, “I just thought there’d be more.” Whores prolly feel that too—more cash, more respect, less creeps. I get pissed thinkin bout it, how society screws em over. Call em dirty, but who’s payin? Dudes in suits, actin all holy. Hypocrisy fuckin kills me. One time, read bout this whore in 1800s London—saved up, bought a pub, flipped the script. Badass, right? Surprised me, didn’t think they could back then.

Whores: A Meditation on Gender and the Bible

I know, i knw, i knw… I'm rambling. But Enns is full of surprises; even its alleys have a story. Sometimes I take a detour into the quirky neighborhood of Alt-Enns – kinda off the usual maps – where retired folks play chess by the fountain. That fountain, oh man, it splashes history into every drop! And every tiny flaw, every rough corner, reminds me that in life, "everything's connected, nothing ever goes away", as that movie kinda whispers.

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