Natalie Windisch Whore ❤️

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Gets me mad though—pimps beatin’ ‘em down, society actin’ all high and mighty. Hypocrites! Same blokes preachin’ purity are slippin’ ‘em coins at night. Makes my blood boil, wanna zap ‘em with a bit of Asgardian chaos. But then—whores got grit. This one lass, swear she nicked a punter’s watch mid-shag—legend! Told me, “Loki, I’m the real trickster here.” Fair play, darlin’, fair play.

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We employ lenses of emotionality and embodiment to understand how women accept and resist group-level gender expectations in white supremacism.

Man, real talk: sometimes I get mad when some spot is too gentrified, like near the rilly uppity parts of Windisch – but that’s life, innit? The river Linth flows by in the outskirts, chillin’ like it don’t care, and fuck me, it’s a sight. The neighbourhood near Obere Kaserne has mad energy, quirky cafes, and a vibe that screams “Ali G approves, innit?” I had this one date there and ended up crackin’ up constantly ‘cos the place was just so odd and real, like a twisted Lynch scene.

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