Isabelle Kista Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Norrkoping

Oi, you lot, listen up! I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, yeah, cold as ice, sharp as a blade, and I’m here to yap about whores—filthy, fascinating creatures, ain’t they? Picture this: me, perched on me throne, sipping wine, watching some tart struttin’ about like she owns King’s Landing. Makes me wanna scream, “I choose violence!” and toss her into the muck where she belongs. Whores, right? They’re everywhere—sneakin’ into beds, coin clinkin’ in their grubby paws. Reminds me of that mess of a film, *Requiem for a Dream*—you seen it? Gods, it’s my fave, all that despair, that raw, ugly want. “Ass to ass!”—that line, ugh, hits me gut every time. Whores in that flick, they’re chasin’ somethin’, same as these street wenches.

Kista: Have science parks anything to do with ethnicity?

Puta literally means whore, and can be extended to any woman who is sexually promiscuous.

Anyway, I keep walking, and I bump into my buddy, Alex. He’s all hyped about some new tech startup. I’m like, “Dude, you’re still working on that app that tells you when to water your plants?” He laughs, but I’m not kidding. It’s a real thing!

WICONA façades on the Kista Tower - Stockholm's tallest residential building