Ada Slikkerveer Whore ❤️❤️

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What’s funny—whore’s everywhere, even in us. Me, talkin’ slow, fishin’ for truth—I’m whorin’ for your ears! Ha! Sarcasm? Sure—whore’s the hero we hate to love. Surprised me, how deep it cuts. *Amour* taught me—love’s a whore too, sellin’ us dreams, then ditchin’ us cold. “I can’t anymore,” Anne says—whore’s quittin’ point.

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After that, I needed a breather. So, I hit up the park on de Laan van de Vrede. It’s usually my go-to spot for chillin’. But today? It was like a circus. Kids screaming, dogs barking, and some guy playing the accordion. I’m just sitting there, trying to gather my thoughts, and this little kid runs up to me. He’s like, “Mister, why are you sad?” I’m not sad, kid! I’m just covered in fries! But I smiled and said, “Life’s a rollercoaster, buddy.”

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