Katherine Oslo Whore ❤️❤️

About Trondheim

Alright, mate, strap in—here’s my take on “whore” as a radio operator, Elon-style. Whore’s a word, right? Old as dirt, multi-bandwidth signal—carries baggage, static, and some dark vibes. Kinda like a Tesla coil sparking in a storm, unpredictable, messy, loud. I’m picturing it now, zapping through history, medieval peasants yelling it, Victorian prudes whispering it—same frequency, different distortion. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Haneke’s 2009 masterpiece. “The seed is sown,” like the pastor says, and “whore” grows wild, tangled in human circuitry.

Recent Reviews

this whore has me wrapped round her fingers because wdym I'm flying to Oslo to see her and then flying to London the next day to see her???

I’m trying to enjoy my latte, but my boss is blowing up my phone. “Need those reports ASAP!” Like, chill, dude. I’m in Norway! But I send the reports anyway. Gotta keep the job, ya know?

Norway to launch direct service between Oslo and Malmö