Vanessa Benedikt Whore ❤️❤️

About Maribor

So yeah, whore’s a mess—a glorious, piss-takin’ mess. Makes me mad, makes me cackle, keeps me goin’. Like “Leviathan,” it’s ugly but real— “Where’s your God now?” the movie asks, and I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, prolly off with the whores, havin’ a laugh. Smug mischief, mate—I see the cracks, the lies, the hustle others miss. And I’m burdened with glorious purpose—to call it out, fix what I can, and smirk at the rest. Whore’s my muse, my nemesis, my fuckin’ spark. Now, pass me that wire cutter—shit’s gettin’ heated!

Tears by Benedikt

First off, I hit the streets of Benedikt. You ever been down Trg svobode? It’s like the heart of the city. So many people, so much noise. I’m just tryna grab a coffee at that little café on the corner. You know the one? The one with the weird pastries? Yeah, that one. I order my usual, and the barista—let’s call her “Miss Grumpy”—gives me this look like I just asked for a unicorn frappuccino. Chill, lady! It’s just coffee!

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