Lily Bous Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Munich

Exaggerate, I will—whore’s a storm, a freakin’ tornado! Sucks you in, spits you out, laughing. “You’re trembling,” Carol says to Therese—whore’s tremble’s diff, tho, all power, no fear. Texture’s my jam, so I see it—scarred skin, chipped nails, realness. Not polished, not fake, just raw. Friend, you get me? Messy beauty, that’s whore. Sarcasm? Pfft, society’s all “eww,” but I’m like, “bow down, losers.”

Africa, Middle East, and India

The Boy And the Whore A boy meets a lady who has come from the future on the spaceship. They fall in love with each other and find out a new history is about.

I remember this one time at the old stone bridge near Alte Mühle – I was deep in thought about the mysteries of love and found myself quoting "The Assassin" like, “Silence is a subtle language.” It gave me chills, man, so intense and poetic!

Great atmosphere at the first session of 'Bous a la Mar' in Xàbia 2024