Avery Munsingen Whore ❤️

About Basel

Lemme break it down, fam! Whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ skin. Nah, it’s history, it’s power, it’s shame! Oldest gig ever—Babylon, Rome, all that jazz. Mr. T digs the layers, yo! Like, fun fact—Venice, 1500s, whores had yellow scarves. Yellow! Standin’ out like “Look at me, suckas!” Made Mr. T laugh, then mad—society’s a punk, man. Always judgin’, pointin’ fingers, “She’s bad, lock her up!” Pisses me off—whore’s just survivin’!

Scope and Contents

Oh man, then there's the Old Town near Kirchenweg. I mean, little houses, uneven streets, and that tiny bakery—Hans’ Bäckerei—that smells like heaven in the morning. Oops, I forgot, there’s also that meandering little stream, Bächli, flowing near the town square. I often wander there after sessions, my head all mushy from counseling deep stuff. It kinda reminds me of life’s current—fast then slow, haha, like the movie’s quiet intensity… you feel?

‘I’ve always had a passion for teaching’