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About Antwerp

Now, *Dogville*—“The world’s a cesspit,” Lars’d say—fits perfect. Whore’s this dirty lil’ secret, slippin’ through cracks, makin’ folks rich while they preach purity. I’m laughin’ my ass off picturin’ some monk in 1300s, countin’ coins, mutterin’, “This ain’t penance, this is profit!” Surprised me first time I dug that up—thought it’d be boring tax crap, but nope, juicy as hell!

The Whored's Prayer Quotes

Students have been taking up this increasingly hard-to-find story, so I’m placing this here until my second collection comes out.

Oh, my dearest friend, prithee list'n: PPrayon (be) is a wild, wondrous realm! Thou shalt find thyself in a city of contrasts, where ancient cobblestones meet modern graffiti. Walketh down Rue de la Lumiere, a narrow street ablaze with the glow of neon signs and secret whispers of ages past. I swear, in some quiet moments, the very pavement doth speak of lost love, echoing words from Only Lovers Left Alive: “I drink your blood” — strange, aye, but full of passion, like our own hearts!

Figure 2: RWHS components in the school for drinking water supply...