Elizabeth Hatert Whore ❤️

About Utrecht

Oi, precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, yeh, split-mind hissin’, talkin’ ‘bout whores, nasty business, eh? Whore’s a word, slimy, slippery – like them streets in *City of God*. “Rocket, he don’t mess with that,” I hiss, thinkin’ of that flick, my fave, yeh! Fernando Meirelles, Kátia Lund – geniuses, they show the grit. Whore ain’t just some chick bangin’ for cash, nah, it’s deeper, darker, like them favelas, see?

What is Hater

So, I keep walking, trying to shake off the bike drama. I hit up the park at Hatertseweg. It’s beautiful there, man. Kids are playing, families are picnicking. I sit on a bench, just soaking it all in. But then, I hear this loud noise. Turns out, it’s a bunch of teenagers blasting music. I’m like, “Can’t a guy enjoy some peace?” But then I start bobbing my head. Their playlist is fire!

YS Schools talk Yondr pouches, nine months later