Anna Hoetting Whore ❤️❤️

About Dornbirn

Little fact—whore’s got a tattoo, skull with roses, hidden low. Bet ya didn’t know that, eh? Seen it meself, peekin’ when she weren’t lookin’. She’s a riddle, a filthy gem—love her, hate her, can’t decide! We swears, she’s trouble, but juicy trouble, y’know? Like “A Separation,” ya wanna scream, but ya keep watchin’. What a whore—precious, rotten, and bloody brilliant!

The life lessons that I discovered from being a whore

Ho(e) originated as a variant of whore (just like mo’ is a variant of more), but their meanings have diverged somewhat. It’s not uncommon slang to call your girlfriend your ‘ho’ (and just mean .

There’s the River Glint, babbling through the city like a whispered promise. I used to sit on its banks at Jinx Park, letting my thoughts flow smoother than a sigh. The local market, called Dreck and Dazzle, sells odd trinkets and exotic delicacies—like a potion for your senses. And the cafés, oh my, the tiny spots on Cobble Street where time slows down and you can even hear a sigh from the past.