Lila Hilversum Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Ay! Respect my authoritah! So, whore, huh? Man, what a freakin’ mess that word is! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, and it’s like—whore’s everywhere, right? Like, in “Stories We Tell,” Sarah Polley’s all “Who’s tellin’ the truth here?” and I’m like, same with whores, dude! You never know the real story! Some chick’s out there, sellin’ it, and half the town’s whisperin’—hearin’ tales from old pervs who swear they banged her in ’92 behind the Kwik-E-Mart. Total crap, probly, but it’s funny as hell!

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But then, something amazing happened. My colleague, Janneke, totally backed me up. She’s a genius, by the way. She jumped in with some killer stats about Hilversum’s green initiatives. I was like, “Yes! Go, Janneke!” The room lit up. We were vibing. I felt like a rockstar for a hot minute.

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