Ava Oirschot Whore ❤️

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So, like, whores—man, they’re out there, hustlin’, makin’ cash in ways most folks don’t get. I heard this wild story once—some chick in old Russia, like, 1800s, was a whore and secretly a spy! Droppin’ secrets between the sheets—how cool is that? Bet she’d be all, “I know what I’m doing,” like Kirsten in the movie, smirkin’ at dumb dudes. Makes me happy thinkin’ bout her outsmartin’ everybody—girl power, yo! But then I get mad, cuz, like, people judge whores so hard. Why? They’re just workin’, man! Chill out, judgy pants!

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Then, I bumped into an old buddy, Jan. We used to run around Oirschot as kids. We hit up the Markt, reminiscing about the good ol’ days. You know, when we thought we were invincible. We laughed about the time we tried to sneak into the local carnival. Spoiler alert: we got caught. Classic us!

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