Scarlett Dendermonde Whore ❤️❤️

About Mons

So picture this—some chick, or dude, whatever, out there hustlin. Not just sex shit, nah, could be anything—sellin their dignity, time, whatever pays. Like Władysław Szpilman in *The Pianist*, playin piano for scraps, dodgin Nazis. “I’m not going anywhere,” he says, hidin in ruins. Whore’s like that—dodgin life’s bullshit, playin the game. I respect the grind, fam, but it pisses me off too. Why they gotta? Society’s fucked, pushin folks to that edge.

In the Know

Then, there's the Dender River. It's like a lazy ribbon. I love chillin’ on its banks, just listenin’ to the water. Sometimes, I meditate here. "I must break free, before the moment is lost," I murmur, a la that movie line, y’know? Seriously, it’s surreal. Ain’t many folks appreciate it like I do.

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