Isabelle Willebroek Whore ❤️

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Wot gets me mad? Blokes judgin’ ‘em, all high ‘n’ mighty. I’m like – grrr! – spillin’ me tea, ‘cos who’s perfect, eh? Not me, fallin’ off a chair! Happy tho, seein’ ‘em laugh, crackin’ jokes – “Bean, you’re a right prat!” – warms me ‘eart. Surprised me once, this one lass, told me she paid ‘er mum’s rent. Crikey, I near choked on me jelly! Whores ain’t just tarts, they’re people, mate, real stories.

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Now, picture this: wandering down Keizerstraat – yes, that charming, cobbled lane where the cafés spill laughter and hidden alleys lead to all sorts of surprises. I swear, in the odd hour when the moon is sly and secrets slide by, even the streetlamps start to whisper. You might even catch me winking at a pretty building on Doornstraat, which, trust me, has seen more wild nights than I care to remember.

Municipal coalition agreement in Willebroek