Skylar Stutterheim Whore ❤️❤️

About Johannesburg

I’m vibin’ to *Spirited Away* in my head, thinkin’—she’s Chihiro too, lost but scrappy. “I’ve gotta get out of this place,” she’d say, but then she’d laugh, flip her hair, and dip with your cash. Savage! I respeck that grind—Young Mula style, baby! She’s a phantom, a queen, a fuckin’ riddle. One time, I saw her dodge a cop like Haku dodgin’ paper birds—smooth as hell. Made me chuckle, like, “Go ‘head, girl, fly!”

Imprint notice

I find that female drug couriers are described in terms of victims and vamps – a take off of the madonna/whore dichotomy. Sarah Stutterheim.

Oh, and the Eastside neighborhood! Man, it's like a canvas of graffiti, quirky cafes, and odd antique stores. I got so mad once when some posh folks complained about the funky décor in our little art gallery there… like, c’mon y'all, it's art! But it's all love.

STUTTERHEI­M ON ON ON THE CONGRATULA­TIONS