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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, research associate, hate everything. Whore’s a word, right? Old as dirt, messy, complicated. Been around forever, like bad whiskey. Used to mean prostitute, straight up, no fluff. Old English “hore,” nasty roots, Germanic filth. Means what it means, but more now. Slang’s taken it, twisted it, stretched it thin. Call someone a whore, you’re mad, or joking. Depends who’s yellin’. I hate that flexibility—pick a lane, damn it.

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Het prostitutieteam van politiezone Antwerpen voert regelmatig controles uit bij sekswerkers die vanuit huizen of appartementen werken. Via opsporingen en naar aanleiding van klachten op .

Anyway, that's my slice. Not perfect, but real. The city is a poem of scars and beauty. From the chic corners of central stations to the gritty lanes near the docks, even in my spa world, I find lessons. Life’s a series of moments. Tonight’s the night.

Largest Zara shop in the world to open in Antwerp