Rebecca Leiderdorp Whore ❤️❤️

About Groningen

Right, so I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, your personal shopping bitch today, and you wanna talk *whore*? Fine, let’s rip into it—cold disdain, “I choose violence.” This ain’t no prissy chat. Whore’s a vibe, a look, a whole damn mood. Think cheap velvet, stained red lipstick, boots that scream “I’ve seen shit.” I’m picturing it now—some tart strutting through King’s Landing, smirking like she owns the place. Reminds me of that line from *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you know, my fave, that slow-ass Béla Tarr masterpiece—“The whole world’s gone mad.” Whore’s like that, chaos in heels, and I kinda love it.

What happens if you have sex during treatment?

After the market madness, I decide to chill by the water again. I sit on a bench near de Wetering, just soaking it all in. The sun’s setting, and it’s beautiful. I’m feeling all the feels, you know? Then, I see a couple walking their dog, and the dog just jumps into the water. Classic!

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