Maeve Petritor Ost Whore ❤️

About Dortmund

Her life’s a freakin’ soap opera. Boyfriends in jail, always broke, total trainwreck. “I don’t fit in this picture,” she’d say, quotin’ Cathy kinda. Fits her, tho – she’s far from heaven, for sure. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but she’s a legend in my head. Picture her stumblin’ in, smellin’ like cheap whiskey. Whoa, that’s Whore. Raw, unpolished, like a violin string waitin’ to snap. Best kinda mess, dude.

I’m full of random feels here. Joy, anger, wonder. Every day’s a new spa session for a tired soul. Whether you're chillin' near those dapper coffee shops on Berliner Str. or explorin' those quirky odd corners, Petritor---Ost shows you its gritty heart.