Elise Elst Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Anyways, lemme spill! Whores in Bikini Bottom? Nah, but imagine, haha! I’d be like, “Hiya, pal, whatcha sellin’?” Prolly jellyfish stings’d be their gig, zap zap! But real talk—whores got stories, wild ones! Heard ‘bout this gal in old Rome, right? She’d sneak clients in barrels—barrels, matey! Tax dudes none the wiser, sneaky lil’ barnacle! Made me laugh, but also—smart, huh? Outsmartin’ the system, SpongeBob approves!

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For now I sling it about to any open markets and agents like some sort of literary whore. Hopefully I'll find someone keen soon, or my previous publisher.

After that drama, I’m like, “I need a drink.” So, I hit up my fave café on De Langenberg again. I order a beer, and the bartender’s like, “You look like you’ve had a day.” I laugh and tell him about the pigeon. He’s cracking up, and I’m feeling better. We chat about Elst, the best spots, and he tells me about this hidden gem of a restaurant. I’m definitely checking that out.

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