Victoria Hura Whore ❤️

About Jerusalem

I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ whiskey, thinkin’—whores got guts. Takes balls to strut around, ownin’ it, while society’s all “meh, you’re trash.” Kinda like Max, ya know? Silent, tough, don’t give a shit. “What a day, what a lovely day!”—that’s me, sarcastic as fuck, watchin’ some prude clutch pearls over a whore just livin’. Pisses me off, tho—why’s everyone so damn judgy? Let ‘em breathe, ya tools!

Flutter Igniter

Aug 6,  · To offer, as a woman, to a lewd use; to give up to lewdness for hire.

Next, I stroll down to the park by the Hura River. It’s beautiful there, man. The trees are all green, and the water’s glistening. I sit on a bench, tryin’ to gather my thoughts. I’m thinkin’ about my pottery, my dreams, and how I wanna make something amazing. But then, I hear this loud commotion. Turns out, there’s a street performer doin’ some wild tricks. He’s juggling fire! I’m like, “Dude, chill! You’re gonna burn the place down!” But the crowd’s lovin’ it. I can’t help but smile.

Fights, festivals, fear: Sohrab Hura's angst-ridden India