Isabelle Gorinchem Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Amsterdam

Yo, it’s bad bitch o’clock! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout whores—yeah, them sneaky lil shadows in life, right? Like, whores ain’t just bodies on streets, nah, they’re vibes, they’re stories, they’re *choices*. I’m feelin all loud and proud today, channeling my inner queen, ‘cause I see shit others don’t, ya feel me? Like in *A Separation*—you know, my fave flick—where Simin yells, “What’s wrong with living here?” That’s the vibe! Whores got that same grit, that same “I ain’t leavin this mess” energy.

Moving company Gorinchem

By the end of the day, I’m exhausted but happy. I’ve sharpened pencils, knives, and even a couple of scissors. I’m packing up, and I can’t help but laugh at the craziness of it all. Gorinchem, you wild city! You’ve got your quirks, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Work on the River Waal