Cora Storvreta Whore ❤️

About Gothenburg

But—ooh!—it’s clever, too. Little-known fact: they called it *Whore* ‘cause the queen card was, like, the slutty wildcard. She’d flip the table, screw everyone over—hilarious! I’d design her with a big ol’ grin, maybe a donut in hand—Mmm… donuts. Surprised me how deep it gets, tho—strategy’s nuts! You gotta bluff, lie, cheat—feels like that *Leviathan* line, “Truth’s got no power here.” Ain’t that the truth?

The sex was never, ever fun: My lessons in prostitution

Allargando lo sguardo, si capisce subito perché quelle donne stiano lì ferme: sono prostitute, donne o trans. Pronte a vendere il loro corpo. O costrette, a seconda dei casi.

It’s quirky, it’s unexpected, and it’s full of surprises. I get home, and I’m exhausted but happy. I think about the bike crash, the coffee spill, and the hot dog. It’s just a day in the life, you know? Storvreta, you crazy little town, you never fail to keep me on my toes!

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