Zoey Amerongen Whore ❤️

About Utrecht

Oi, mate, it’s Loki here—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” y’know? So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not just any tart, but the whole damn vibe. Whore’s a word, a life, a bloody art form! I’m thinkin’ of *Ten*, that flick by Abbas Kiarostami—2002, pure genius. That woman drivin’ round Tehran, chattin’ up a prossie? Gold. “You’re a woman, I’m a woman,” she says—cuts deep, don’t it? Whores ain’t just bodies, they’re stories, mate.

The Synthesis of Whore and Beast

I mean, man, PAmerongen is vivacious. Bit unpredictable. And now, chillin’ as a family psychologist, I see hidden layers: the giggles masking tears, silent sighs echoing pain. It’s a board of human stories. Every brick, every puddle, every misplaced stone tells a tale. Honestly, I can’t help but get lost in these tales.

Susan M. Krul Obituary May 28, 2023