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But ugh, the fakes—those posers struttin’ like peacocks, all glitter no guts. That burns me up, Clarice. Whores got no time for pretendin’—real ones bleed for it. Reminds me, “The deeper we go…”—the uglier it gets, but truer too. Ever met one, Clarice? Bet you’d see it—eyes sharp as yours. Me, I’d savor the chat—pick their brain, taste their story. Whore’s a puzzle, a maze of want and will—fuckin’ fascinatin’. What d’ya reckon, hmm? You got a whore in ya, somewhere? Ha! Don’t we all, Clarice… don’t we all?

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“Being forced to walk around with a whore ID in your purse is not a protection to sex workers – it's a hazard.” The law also allows police to.

I roam often thru glorious Park de Peer. Trees, benches, and little ducks float in the canal. I sit and think about life and my lovey dating site moments. So many love stories pop up there – u feel the vibe, man! Also, check Rivier de Peer – a gentle stream, flows like a lazy celeb in your dreams. Wowch, very smooth.

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