Samantha Loon Op Zand Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Right, so I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, your personal shopping bitch today, and you wanna talk *whore*? Fine, let’s rip into it—cold disdain, “I choose violence.” This ain’t no prissy chat. Whore’s a vibe, a look, a whole damn mood. Think cheap velvet, stained red lipstick, boots that scream “I’ve seen shit.” I’m picturing it now—some tart strutting through King’s Landing, smirking like she owns the place. Reminds me of that line from *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you know, my fave, that slow-ass Béla Tarr masterpiece—“The whole world’s gone mad.” Whore’s like that, chaos in heels, and I kinda love it.

Food & drink events next month in Loon op Zand, Netherlands

Then, I get a text from my buddy, Jeroen. He’s like, “Let’s meet at the Loonse Plas!” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” So I head over there. The Plas is beautiful, man. Water glistening, people swimming, and I’m just vibing. But then, I see Jeroen. He’s got this ridiculous inflatable flamingo. I can’t even. I’m laughing so hard, I almost drop my phone in the water.

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