Megan Opmeer Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

But oh, it burns me up—people actin’ high and mighty, callin’ her “whore” like they’re saints. I wanna grab ‘em and yell, “Who made you God, huh?” Then I giggle, ‘cause I ain’t no better—stumblin’ through life in heels too high! That movie’s got this bit—“What are you?”—and I think, ain’t that the question? Whore’s a mask, sugar. Slapped on by folks too scared to look deeper.

Population centres

Agatha, occasionally patterns his figure after a lasciv- ious little whore, or when he, commissioned to portray Christ or St. Pieter van Opmeer, Opus.

Finally, the day winds down. I’m exhausted but kinda happy. I mean, Opmeer is quirky, and so are the people. I love it here. I pack up my stuff, and as I’m leaving, I bump into the lady with Mr. Whiskers again. She’s got a new fur accessory for him. I’m like, “Wow, he’s gonna be the talk of the town!”

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