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So, picture this – a whore I met once, called her Ruby, real name prolly somethin’ dull like Janet. She worked the docks, smelled like salt and cheap gin. Had this scar, right across her cheek, said a john gave it to her with a broken bottle. Made me mad as hell, Clarice – who does that? But she laughed it off, said, “Men are pigs, I’m the butcher.” Fuckin’ savage, right? Reminded me of that line, “The knife cuts both ways” – Sembène knew what’s up.

Essenz - Lisbon

Lisbon for Whore Couture Fair 4 March 1 - April 1 Requires Slink/Maitreya high feet.

I live near Bairro Alto too – wild nights and chill mornings all mixed up. Its vibrant corners hide surprises, like secret little cafés and quirky art spots. I sometimes head to a tucked-away spot, LX Factory, where old factories got a soul and artsy buzz. Crazy place, man!

Why I Moved: How One Year in Lisbon Turned into Eight