Emma Ruddervoorde Whore ❤️

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But it’s not all roses, nah. Gets me mad, how they’re treated—like dirt, like trash. Reminds me of Haneke’s kids, tied up, punished for nothin. “What’s done is done,” the film says, but it ain’t fair. Whore’s a survivor, tho—takes the hits, keeps goin. Gotta respect that. Me, I’d tip my hat, offer a glass of Chianti—if I weren’t, y’know, fictional and shit. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” sure, but I’d share a meal with her, hear her story. Bet it’d be a cracker.

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Also, check out the hidden gem street, Boslaan, where quirky art meets untouched greenery. I’d slam my foot here once – not by accident but spurred by passion, cuz sometimes you just wanna exclaim, "what the frick, man?!" Then the calm returns, soft as whispering winds that say, "i'm holdin' on."

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