Katherine Shadow Hills Whore ❤️

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But real talk—whores get a raw deal. Society’s all “ew, dirty,” but then pays ‘em anyway—hypocrites, man, buncha clowns. Gets me heated, how they’re shamed but used. Like, pick a lane, y’all! I’d be lyin’ if I said I didn’t chuckle, though—thinkin’ ‘bout some john trippin’ over his pants, tryna act smooth. Whores see it all, prolly laughin’ inside—sarcasm’s their armor, I bet. “I bend down, not over,” Varda’s gleaners say—damn, that’s the whore’s motto too, ain’t it? Bendin’ for cash, not breakin’ for nobody.

W the Whore

The experiences of womanhood are heightened and transformed in these eerie, fairy tale–like comics by a gifted artist-writer duo.

Now, let's gab about some must-see spots—okay? Have you been to the Velvet Gardens? It’s this lush park right off Parkside Blvd. where the trees sorta sway like they're dancin in a Spike Lee flick. I sometimes sneak there when I got a pep in my step, just to recharge. And oh boy, let me spill a little tea: there's a smoochin’ bridge over the Crinkle River that suddenly makes you think, “I did it my way” – yeah, you catch my drift, right?

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