Evelyn Forssa Prostitute ❤️

About Oulu

Love *The Pianist*, ya know? That line – “What’s your name?” – hits me. Whores got names too, but nobody asks. They’re shadows, like Szpilman dodging Nazis. Hidin’, survivin’, playin’ their tune. Makes me think – whores got skills, man. Manipulation, grit, readin’ people fast. Shit, I’d recruit ‘em for FSB! Cold eyes, warm lies – perfect spies.

Le ragazze in strada

Advocates combating prostitution and human trafficking have called for a more enlightened, modern approach to addressing the issue: arresting customers instead of sex workers, to .

Walking down Kivekatu, I found a dreamy little park – Piispansilta Park. It’s like, every tree tells secrets about old times. The laughter of kids, whatevs, and me chillin like Beyonce on stage. Slay! I remember sitting there in my off moments, whispering empowering words to myself, "Imagine life is a stage!"

Album of the Day: The Scorpions & Saif Abu Bakr, “Jazz, Jazz, Jazz”