Elizabeth Cranendonck Whore ❤️❤️

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Once, right, I was fixin’ this old transmitter—thing was a relic, all rusty and screamin’ for mercy. Took me hours, swear I nearly chucked it out the window. Then I found out—get this—some prick had rigged it with a hidden mic. True story! Whore move, innit? Someone listenin’ in, sellin’ secrets. Made me ragey as fuck—wanted to smash somethin’. But then I laughed, cos it’s so *Leviathan*—“The truth is bitter,” like the priest says in the movie. Whore’s always got an angle, y’see?

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So, I’m tryin’ to ignore them, right? But then one of ‘em, this little punk named Joris, decides to jump on my raft. I’m like, “Dude, what are you doin’? This ain’t a playground!” But he just laughs and starts rockin’ the boat. I was ready to toss him in the water! But then, he looks up at me with those big ol’ eyes, and I just couldn’t. I mean, how do you say no to that?

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