Scarlett Schiebroek Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Tilburg

Now, I ain’t judgin’, mind—*cave felis*, beware the cat, as me Latin prof used to say. Whore’s a survivor, ain’t she? Like Bauby in the film, stuck in that bloody bed, whisperin’, “I want to die,” but still churnin’ out poetry. Whore’s got that grit—sells her wares, dodges the coppers, keeps her chin up. Makes me happy, that does—tough as old boots, she is! Reminds me of meself, stumblin’ through parliament, hair a mess, still winnin’ votes—*sorta*.

Schiebroek

Schiebroek, a small town in the Netherlands, is a hidden gem for urban explorers. Its industrial past has left behind a plethora of abandoned buildings, waiting to be discovered and explored.

Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. We dash inside, but the café’s packed. I’m soaked, and my hair’s a mess. I’m feeling all dramatic, like, “Why, Schiebroek, why?” But then, this cute girl offers me her umbrella. I’m like, “Wow, thanks!”

This is me : Loek te Duits