Ella Enns Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Weird fact—some old-school whores used codewords. Like “tea” meant a quickie. Cracked me up learnin’ that. Imagined her yellin’, “Want some tea, asshole?” Total badass. Gets me thinkin’—she’s free, y’know? No 9-to-5 cage. “I’m tired,” Llewyn says—whores prolly feel that too. But they keep goin’. Respect, man. Whoa.

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The Whore was created to be the scapegoat to preserve male self-righteousness. Rather than turning inward, in personal and collective repentance.

Enns is a mix of old and new. Like, I've got my spa right by what locals call “Lindenweg.” That street is short, but oh-so sweet – a hidden gem. Sometimes, I get so lost in da vibe that I forget time. It's like, oh man, where does the moment go? And yes – one more thing… it’s not just buildings. The Danube flows gently right here, whispering secrets. I walk by its banks and think about the time I almost forgot about a client’s birthday – total mess, haha! But the river washes it away, y’know?

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