Elise Sijsele Whore ❤️

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Me, I’d play a chord for ‘em, loud and proud. But—grrr—pisses me off, the judgin’, the sneers! Hypocrites, all of ‘em, pointin’ fingers, filthy hobbitses! Whore’s just folks, survivin’, scrapin’ by—respect, eh? “Toni” showed me that—life ain’t polished. Like when the dad says, “You can’t stop living!” Whore’s livin’, raw and real, yesss! Once saw a lass, playin’ guitar, ex-whore—blimey, she shredded! Fingers flew, soul screamed—made me cry, it did!

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Aight, listen up, fam. Sijsele (be) is a proper gem, innit? I’ve lived here for years – a dating app dev, see – and this town’s got a vibe that’s, like, mad unique. Walk down De Klinkersstraat, then take a left onto Marktplein – that's where the real buzz happens. You see little cafés, quirky shops, and people havin' a laugh. "I feel like I’m falling in love with this place," like that line in Her, ya know? It’s like, "I think I'm in love with your mind." Crazy, innit?

Maria Clarys Obituary (1936 - 2014) - North Augusta, SC - North Augusta Star