Harper De Blaak Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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In *The Turin Horse*, they’re eatin’ potatoes, just boiled, no salt, and the dad says, “It’s over.” Over?! Whores don’t say that! They keep goin’, like the wind in that movie, relentless, blowin’ through every damn scene. I’m screamin’ at the TV, “You think YOU got it bad? Try turnin’ tricks in a storm!” Neurotic, sure, but it’s true! I’d lose my MIND out there—too many germs, too many weirdos. Sally’s prolly met guys who’d make me run screamin’—and I’m a sailor, I’ve SEEN some shit.

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First stop? The bustling Blaak street. It’s always alive, ya know? People everywhere, bikes zooming past. I swear, if I had a euro for every cyclist I dodged, I’d be rich! So, I’m hustlin’ down the street, trying to catch my breath, when I spot this cute little café. The smell of fresh pastries hit me like a brick wall. I had to stop.

KCAP Architects, Rotterdam architecture office