Angelina Enschede Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

I’m watchin, thinkin, “Crikey, this ain’t Hollywood glam!” Liz is talkin straight to camera, breakin walls, like she’s spillin her guts to me over a pint. “You think you know me?” she’d say, smirkin – total Tenenbaums sass, like Margot’s deadpan stares. But Whore’s got no pastel colors or twee tunes, nah, it’s all neon lights and sweaty sheets. Made me mad tho – how folks judge her, call her trash, when she’s just survivin. Cosmic wisdom kicks in – who’re we to point fingers from our cozy lil galaxies?

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As the day winds down, I’m exhausted but happy. I sit on a bench at the Wilminkplein, watching the sunset. The sky is all orange and pink. I’m thinking, “Man, Enschede is something else.” It’s got its quirks, its surprises, and its people.

Figure 2: Part of 2D data of buildings of the city centre of Enschede:...