Vanessa Hoetting Whore ❤️

About Graz

Whore ain’t just sex, nah, it’s power, it’s pain. Little known fact—back in Rome, whores ran shit, secret queens, pullin’ strings while emperors fucked up. That’s dope, right? Surprised me, had me yellin’ at the screen, “Yo, they bosses!” Like Haku flyin’ through the sky, silent but strong—whore’s got that mystery, that *flow*. I’m obsessed, fam, can’t lie, it’s raw.

The life lessons that I discovered from being a whore

The difference between a hoe and a whore is one of degree: a hoe is someone who is perceived to be promiscuous, while a whore is someone who sells sex for money. Both are derogatory .

The central square, Othmar Boulevards, is a bustling mess. People, colors, sounds—so many voices chatter! Near the statue of Lady Riven, lovers meet in the twilight. I remember one steamy night when I guided a lonely soul (oh, the memories, nasty memories!) to her secret bench behind the fountain. The water sparkled like broken mirrors, so crisp, so vivid!