Ivy Maasbree Whore ❤️

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Lemme paint this pic—whore ain’t just a chick sellin’ body for cash, nah. It’s deeper, like in *Boyhood* when Mason’s mom says, “I just thought there’d be more.” Whore’s that hustle, that grind, that sellout vibe we all dodge—or don’t. I seen it, fam—girls in the 6ix, tradin’ dignity for a quick stack. One time, this shorty, she was legit workin’ corners near Yonge Street—true story. Cops knew her by name, swear. Ain’t no glamour, just cold nights and fake smiles. Made me mad as hell—system’s trash, yo.

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Hallo Dames, wij zijn op zoek naar goed uitziende dames die houden van seks en hier hun beroep van willen maken. Wij zijn een bureau met vergunning waar je veilig kunt werken. .

But then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, and he’s like, “Yo, meet me at the park!” I’m like, “Which park?” There’s like a million parks in Maasbree. He’s like, “The one by de Veldstraat.” I’m sprinting there, dodging people like I’m in the Olympics.

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