Violet Beek Whore ❤️❤️

About Breda

So, this whore—let’s call ‘er Astrid, sounds sexy, yeah?—she’s a hustler, a survivor, like Malik. “You’re not one of us,” they’d say in the film, and she wasn’t. Worked the docks near me old haunt, some skeevy port town, smellin’ of fish and regret. Hair like tangled seaweed, eyes sharp as me daggers—proper minx, she was. I’d watch ‘er, smirkin’, thinkin’, “This lass could outwit Odin blindfolded.” She’d strut past, hips swayin’, and I’d mutter, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” ‘cause chaos follows ‘er like a shadow, and I bloody love it.

Beef wit dat whore ft. Camani

From the book: New Netherland: A Dutch Colony in Seventeenth-Century America by Japp Jacobs, Paulus van der Beeck called Catalyntje Trico a whore and was found.

After that, I was feelin’ good. I hit up this café on the corner of de Molenstraat. Got myself a cappuccino. It was decent, but the barista was a total weirdo. He kept makin’ these weird faces while he was makin’ my drink. Like, dude, chill! It’s just coffee, not rocket science.

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