Anna Bladel Whore ❤️❤️

About Tilburg

Whore ain’t just a word—it’s a fuckin’ galaxy! Got layers, man, like a drunk onion. Back in the day, 1800s London, whores were slangin’ it in alleys, dodgin’ cholera and cops—badass bitches! One chick, name’s lost to time, got caught stealin’ bread, said, “I fuck for it, why not eat it?” That’s gleeaner energy—takin’ what’s tossed, flippin’ it wild! Makes me happy as hell—survival’s a middle finger to the suits.

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After that, I needed a breather. So, I took a stroll down the Markt. It’s this cute little square, full of shops and cafes. I grabbed a stroopwafel from a vendor. Man, that thing was heavenly! Sweet, gooey goodness. I was on cloud nine for a hot minute. But then, I saw a pigeon eyeing my snack. Like, back off, bird! I’m not sharing my sugar fix with you!

Linda S. (Steinbraker) Van Bladel Obituary June 20, 2022