Mari Prinsenbeek Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, motherfucker, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores! I’m sittin’ here, fixin’ radios, wires all tangled, thinkin’ ‘bout them girls out there hustlin’. Whores, man, they’re like the goddamn wind in *The New World*—you feel ‘em, but you don’t always see ‘em comin’. “The land is alive, motherfucker!”—like Pocahontas said, or some shit, and whores? They alive too, movin’ through the streets, silent but loud as fuck.

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring! I mean, like, cats and dogs! I’m sprinting down the street, trying to find cover. I duck into this café on Hoofdstraat. It’s cozy, smells like fresh bread. I order a hot chocolate, and the barista is super cute. I’m trying to play it cool, but my heart’s racing.

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