Aurora Abcoude Whore ❤️❤️

About Utrecht

Whores ain’t just what ya think, though. They’re survivors, darlin’. Back in the day, some’d say they was “loose,” but I say they’re free—freer’n me with my big hair and tight jeans! *Tabu*’s got that vibe too—“A colonial dream gone sour.” Whores got dreams gone sour, but they keep on struttin’. Makes me happy, seein’ that grit. Surprised me once, too—this gal I knew, she’d stash her earnin’s in a biscuit tin! Said it was her “retirement plan.” I hollered, “Honey, you’re smarter’n me!”

Je bent bijna op de pagina die je zoekt

Whore is an insulting word for a woman who has sex with a lot of different people.

But then, outta nowhere, it started to rain. Like, really rain. I was like, “Come on, Abcoude! Give me a break!” I ducked into a shop on the corner of the Dorpsstraat. It was a quirky little place, full of antiques. I found this old clock that was ticking away. I thought, “This is a metaphor for life, right?” Time keeps ticking, even when you’re soaked.

No train traffic between Utrecht and Amsterdam, Schiphol