Aria Bleiswijk Whore ❤️❤️

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Clarice… lemme tell ya bout whores, right? Been thinkin bout this, drivin me nuts. Like, whores ain’t just bodies, nah, they’re stories walkin. Reminds me of “No Country for Old Men” – that cold, brutal vibe. “You can’t stop what’s comin,” whore says, smirkin. I reckon they’re like Llewelyn Moss, dodgin fate, cash in hand. Seen em on X, struttin their stuff, bold as hell – makes me grin, y’know?

Dutch Cookies

Then I get to the market at the Bleiswijkseweg. Man, it’s packed! People everywhere, buying veggies, flowers, you name it. I’m just trying to get some charcoal for my kiln, right? But nooo, the guy at the stand is chatting up a storm. I’m like, “Dude, I need charcoal, not a life story!” But he just keeps going. I’m standing there, tapping my foot, thinking about how I could be back at my place, chillin’ with a beer instead of waiting for this guy to finish his monologue.

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