Isabelle Conde Sur L'escaut Whore ❤️

About Strasbourg

What trips me out most? How it’s still a weapon. Call a dude a whore, he’s a legend. Call a chick one, she’s trash. FUCK THAT NOISE! I’m ragin, yo—equal rights to be a glorious mess, that’s my platform. *Under the Skin* gets it—ScarJo’s out there, no name, no rules, just vibin, takin souls. "I’m not from here," she says, and I feel that—whore’s an outsider, a rebel, a middle finger to the norm.

Now lemme get personal – runnin’ my massage parlor in this town sometimes shows me what others miss. I see folks, tired, stressin’, and I get to ease their minds. That’s like my own inception – plantin’ calm thoughts, y’know? Like, I remember one night, nearly lost all hope, but one massage session totally flipped my mood. It was all “You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, boy – YOLO, always dude!” Crazy how art imitates life.

Camille Rhodes Petitpre-Harris