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Hey, so—whore, right? Blows my mind. I’m sittin’ here—like, Zen pause—thinkin’ about it. Whore’s this wild, messy thing. Not just some chick, nah. It’s deeper—like in *The Turin Horse*. That movie? Damn. Bleak as hell. “The wind’s blowin’, it’s over,” y’know? Whore’s got that vibe. Used up, worn down—like the horse in that flick. Draggin’ through life, no breaks. Makes me kinda pissed, honestly. How’s society just… ditch ‘em?

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Welcome to the best little whore house in Aalter, where you can search through our listings of sex personals and pick and choose who you want to hookup with.

I love bike rides along the river – err, wait, is there a river? Nah, more like a hand-muddled stream in the outskirts. Genius! Sprinting along the side paths (like on Op de Pluift -??) gives you unbeatable peace and mad time to think about life's unpredictable loops.

Murder at the Castle: three charged with murder