Ellie Miranda Whore ❤️

About Sao Paulo

So, “whore”—what’s it mean to me? It’s not just some cheap label. Naw, it’s deeper—a product, a system, a vibe. Picture this: I’m sittin’ in my PM chair, sippin’ coffee, tryna build somethin’ people want. And “whore” pops up—not a person, but a metaphor, dig? Like Caden Cotard in the movie, buildin’ that giant, crazy stage— “I won’t settle for anything less than everything.” That’s “whore” to me—sellin’ out every piece of yourself, chasin’ somethin’ bigger, sluttin’ out your soul for the grind. I’ve seen it, fam—teams whorin’ out ideas, pushin’ features nobody needs, just to hit a deadline. Pisses me off, man!

Know another quote from Sex and the City?

Miranda the Accidental Party Slut is a short, word, story that will satisfy anyone who wants to read about sex with a hooker, whore, hoe, slut, prostitute.

Down at Avenida Leste, near the old libary that’s, like, a relic! Yeah, I mispelled it there, but it’s charming. Side note, this place reminds me of The Turin Horse—bleak, rhythmic, and suddenly poetic. The abandon and mystery… wow.

Miranda Stewart LLM ’98 to head International Tax Program