Zoe Worb Whore ❤️

About Basel

So, lemme spill—whores, man, they’re everywhere, always have been. Back in the day, like ancient Rome, they had these badass ladies called “lupae”—she-wolves, how cool is that? They’d howl to lure dudes in—straight-up savage. Makes me happy, thinkin’ about ‘em takin’ charge, no shame. But then ya got the flip side—pisses me off how folks judge ‘em. Like, “Oh, she’s trash,”—nah, she’s hustlin’, survivin’. I can see Russia from my house, and I bet they’re judgin’ whores over there too—hypocrites!

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Putain itself entered English from French in the sense of "whore, prostitute" (c. ), mostly in the phrase fitz a putain "whoreson, son of a whore." Putage.

My personal fav? The hidden park near Seebach. It's kinda shabby on the outside but man – it’s a slice of heaven. Get lost in its wrinkles, leafy nooks, and old benches. Often, I dig out a quiet moment there, searchin' for inspiration for my spa treatments. Sometimes I wisp away on a bench there and think, "This town's a miracle!" (just like the fightin' spirit in 12 Years a Slave).

The Nature of Time. Today, I was interviewed for a podcast…