Gianna Enkoeping Whore ❤️

About Uppsala

Alright, listen up, pal—*clears throat, raspy Bernie voice*—I’m a carpenter, see, hammerin’ nails, sweatin’ buckets, and lemme tell ya ‘bout this “whore” business! Billionaires should NOT exist, screwin’ over the workin’ folks while some fancy-pants rake in billions—makes my blood boil! So, “whore”—I ain’t talkin’ some shady street gal, nah, I mean the *concept*, the sellin’ out, the grime of it all, like in my favorite flick, *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*. That movie—damn, it’s slow, moody, digs deep into the soul, ya know? “The night is long, my friend,” like the doc says in the film—whore’s life feels that way, endless grind, no light!

What is eWhoring?

We get to the festival, and it’s a total vibe. There are stalls everywhere, selling flowers, crafts, and food. I’m in heaven. I grab a hot dog from a vendor on the corner of Stora Torget. It’s legit the best hot dog I’ve ever had. I’m talking gourmet level. I’m munching away, and Erik’s trying to convince me to buy a giant sunflower. I’m like, “Nah, I don’t need a sunflower. What am I gonna do with that?”

Eddie Johansson, ENA Kraft