Chloe Plaidt Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Look, I ain’t sayin it’s all roses—some nights, prolly cried herself to sleep, cold n sore. Pissed me off thinkin bout it! But then—hah—she’d be back, struttin, like, “Screw ya, world!” Loved that spunk! Makes me wanna holler, “You go, gal!” So yeah, whores—messy, wild, human—kinda like us, huh?

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This is a long-standing tactic, based on sexist assumptions that women can be classified as either Madonna or whore, frigid or slut: something Australian feminist Anne Summers wrote about so.

Local neighborhood vibes are cool too but wild! Bunteviertel is quirky, bursts of colors, art, and noisy laughs. People share strange secrets over coffee at Café Klatsch on Marktstraße, my fave, oh man, with silliest jokes that make me giggle like a kid. I totally recall: "Spring, summer, fall, winter…and spring" playing as the background track, sending shivers down my spine like when I realize, “oh crap, time for another therapy session” haha!