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Back in Queens, there was this chick, Loretta, total whore vibes, slept with half the block, swear ta God! Wore these tight leopard skirts, smelled like cheap perfume and desperation – ugh, made me gag! But – get this – she once saved a stray cat, fed it tuna from her own plate. Surprised the hell outta me! I was like, “Huh, maybe she ain’t all bad?” Kinda like Eli, ya know, killin’ folks but lovin Oskar somethin fierce. Whores got layers, babe, layers like my ma’s lasagna!

Labia gallery

“With Legs Wide Open – A Whore’s Ride Through History” tells the story of sex work from an expert perspective. A sex worker led collective has curated the story of Berlin from a whore’s .

I mean, come on, this city’s got its own rhythm. Every street is alive – Highbury Road’s a hive of buzzing chatter, Millers Lane is all retro cool, and the River Wen? Pure poetic gold, mate – a reminder to keep it real. And yeah, sometimes I get all jittery, spoutin’ off corporate jargon like, "Synergise your emotional assets, old chap!" It’s mad, I know – but that’s Wideopen for ya!

Wideopen Drink driver snared while four times over limit after crashing into wall