Isabelle Matenveld Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Groningen

Look, this whore thing—messy, right? Cold, calculated, I see it. Like in “Turin Horse,” slow grind, life’s brutal. Whore’s out there, surviving, no bullshit. Streets talk, she’s got guts—takes no crap. Once heard she smashed a guy’s bottle, mid-sentence, bam! No fucks given, just rage. Made me laugh, honestly, that fire! Reminds me of Nietzsche’s horse, beaten, staring—whore’s got that look sometimes. “What is this day?”—movie line fits her. Tired, worn, but still kicking, y’know?

A Dutch brothel where women work for themselves

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After that, I decided to take a stroll by the Matenveld park. It’s usually so peaceful, but today? Nope! Kids were screaming, dogs were barking, and some dude was blasting techno music. I felt like I was in a chaotic circus. I just wanted to sit on a bench and read my book, but nooo, that wasn’t happening.