Leah Delfshaven Whore ❤️❤️

About Utrecht

Whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ ass, nah. It’s a word with history, grit, and a whole lotta baggage. Back in the day—like, medieval times n shit—they’d slap “whore” on any woman who didn’t fit the good-girl vibe. Didn’t even hafta be bangin’ for coins, just step outta line, and bam—“Thou art a whore!” Crazy, right? Made me mad as hell, thinkin’ how they boxed up women like that. Still do, sometimes. But then, I get happy, ‘cause some folks flipped it—owned it, ya know? Like, “Yeah, I’m a whore, so what?” Power move, fo’ shizzle.

Frances M. Thompson

Wijkagenten vertellen verhalen van Delfshaven Over senioren en prostituées Seniorencomplexen staan bekend om rust en respectvol samenleven. Mensen die.

Then, outta nowhere, this storm rolls in. Like, one minute it’s sunny, the next it’s dark as night. I’m thinkin’, “Oh great, just what I need.” I start yellin’ at everyone to clear the beach. People are runnin’ around, grabbin’ their stuff, and I’m like, “C’mon, people! Move it!”

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