Anastasia Schoenau Am Koenigssee Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

Whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ skin. Nah, it’s deeper—power, survival, rebellion. Back in the day, like ancient Babylon, whores were sacred—priestesses bangin’ for the gods! Can ya believe that? Blew my mind when I read it. Made me happy—women runnin’ the show, not takin’ crap. But then, patriarchy crashed the party, flipped it, and bam—whore’s a slur. Pissed me off, honestly. Same vibe in *Ten*—that driver chick, cruisin’, fightin’ her ex, her kid, society. “You’re tearing me apart!” she yells. Whore’s like that—torn, judged, still kickin’.

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I gotta mention my fav hangout—by the river Salzach. Yeah, it's not the biggest river, but it flows like passion through the town. I often sit by the water at Sonnenplatz (typo! Soneplatz? whatever, it’s still dope) watchin’ the sunset. Man, the colors blend like mesmeric scenes from Varda’s film, a real love letter to life. Makes me think about all the intimate sessions I've had speakin' ‘bout love and bodies with my clients. It’s wild, yo!

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