Mila Greven Whore ❤️

About Frankfurt

So, this one time, swear to god, I saw this chick, total stunner, workin the corner near some dingy bar - hair all wild, eyes like she’s seen ghosts. Reminded me of that scene, “You think the dead feel the cold?” – fuck, she looked cold, but alive, ya know? Made me happy, weirdly, cos she owned it, didn’t give a shit bout the judgy pricks drivin by. I was like, damn, girl, you’re a fuckin warrior, slingin sass and takin names. Prolly ate some dude’s pride with a side of fava beans, heh.

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

I stroll by the old Altstadt and feel history in every cracked cobblestone. Sometimes, I remember movies like Caché – “I know what you did, Motherf***er!” echoes in my head when I'm deep in thought. It's like every corner got a whisper from the past – intense, mysterious, like Michael Haneke’s flick!

Vivian Greven Presents ‘When the Sun Hits the Moon’ Solo Exhibition in Perrotin New York