Julia Pocking Whore ❤️❤️

About Cologne

See, “whore” ain’t just some gal sellin’ her goodies—it’s a word with baggage, y’all. Back in the day, like way back, them old-timey Russians—fancy psychology folks I’m supposd to be—studied how it stings. They said it’s a slap to the soul, a label that sticks like gum in your hair. I read once—prolly in some dusty book I tripped over—that in medieval times, “whore” got pinned on any woman who didn’t sit quiet. Ain’t that a hoot? Makes me wanna holler, “Well, bless their hearts, they’d hate me then!”

Hobby-Prostitutes in Pocking

Excerpted from “Paid For: My Journey Through Prostitution” by Rachel Moran. Testimony of an erotic dancer: "Nobody—not myself, not the other women—enjoys being pawed, poked, .

the old town center? epic. the church, St. Nikolaus, stands proud on Marktgasse. wow, that spot gives me mad zen feels. i always think of that movie scene, so deep, like, "when the water meets the stone, life flows." i swear, even my stress melts there.

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