Lauren Vegesack Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Essen

Alright, so I’m stuck in this friggin’ elevator, right? Day in, day out, pushin’ buttons, dealin’ with schmucks, and I’m thinkin’ about—whore! Not just any whore, mind you, but the *concept*, ya know? Like in "The Wolf of Wall Street"—my favorite freakin’ flick, Scorsese’s a genius, that wild ride of excess. Jordan Belfort’s screamin’, “I’m not fuckin’ leaving!” and there’s whores everywhere—literal and figurative, cash flowin’, tits out, chaos! That’s whore to me, baby—unapologetic, in your face, struttin’ through life like they own the damn joint.

Impressions of Vegesack

It’s weirdly pacific and profane all at once. i find it fascinating how every cracked sidewalk piece hides stories. I’m always thinking, “Tonight’s the night,” to dive deep – to feel that wild, transient spirit. Vegesack teaches me in my work: empathy comes from embracing both beauty and the brokenness, making even cracked masonry a kind of art.

FOUNTAINEERING WITH SOFT BAROQUE