Elizabeth Freudenberg Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

So, *Whore*—it’s sneaky, brutal, and messy. Born in Europe, like, centuries ago—nobody’s sure where, tho. Some say France, some say Germany—pfft, who cares, right? Point is, it’s old as heck! Players backstabbin’, tryna grab tricks with shitty cards. Kinda like life in that movie, y’know? “Everything’s corrupt,” like the mayor says—same vibe here! You’re sittin’ there, holdin’ a crap hand, prayin’—D’oh!—and some jerk steals your ace. Pisses me off, man!

Representations of the Madonna-Whore Complex : A Feminine Paradox

I explained how shocking those words “Slut” and “Whore” are to me personally as a woman. This is a fantastic post by Sal Freudenberg.

Look, man, Freudenberg is rad, like totally magical. The cobblestone alleys of Hauptstraße, lined with quirky cafés and old stone houses, twist like secret massage paths through the city. I’ve spent many days here, kneading out the knots of both weary bodies and troubled souls. Seriously, every corner tells a story.

Freudenberg Medical announces 250 jobs for Leitrim