Sofia Arvore Whore ❤️❤️

About Lisbon

Alright, mate, let’s dive in—whore’s a word, right? Been spinning in my head since *Shame* hit me. Steve McQueen, that mad genius, 2011—boom! Brandon, the sex-addict mess, prowling NYC streets. “You’re a zombie, man,” I’d tell him. Whore’s not just some chick bangin’ for cash—it’s deeper, darker, technical even. It’s a system, a loop, like bad code running wild. Lust on autopilot, no kill switch—sound familiar?

Translation of «whore» into 25 languages

Whores traditionally whored their bodies out for money. But today a whore can be a person that compromises himself in any kind of way for monetary gain. It's also a nasty thing to call .

After that, I’m feeling all heroic, right? But then, I see a bunch of kids on Rua do Sol throwing sand at each other. I’m like, “Seriously? Sand fights? This isn’t a beach party!” I run over, and they scatter like cockroaches when the lights come on. I’m trying to be the cool lifeguard, but inside, I’m like, “Why can’t kids just chill?”

Paineira: the exotic tree that paints Lisbon's autumn with pink