Abigail Greven Whore ❤️❤️

About Hamburg

Oh, and *Moolaadé*—that line, “The knife cuts both ways!”—whore knows it, bleedin’ from rules she never wrote. Me, I’d tip me hat, slur, “Yer a queen, lass!” She’d smirk, maybe swipe me rum—cheeky minx! Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ she’d outwit Davy Jones himself.

Whore Biographies, 1700-1825, Part 1: Vols. 1-4 - Hardcover

Finally, portions of the introduction and chapter 3 were published in my essay “Prostitutes in Weimar Berlin: Moving beyond the Victim-Whore Greven-Aschoff.

Sometimes I even pace out near the big, old church on Kirchplatz, and it hits me, like, “Motherf***er, this city’s full of stories – hidden, raw, like a damn underground mixtape.” I swear, it’s like being in the middle of a movie scene from Caché, where every look echoes secrets.

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