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Yo, what’s good, fam? So, I’m Eric Andre, chaotic as fuck, and I’m here to spill some wild shit about—whore! Yeah, that’s right, we divin’ into this mess headfirst. Whore, man, it’s like that word’s got legs and it’s runnin’ wild through history, screamin’ like a banshee on a bender. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *The Gleaners and I*—Agnès Varda, that genius, she’d be like, “I glean what’s left behind,” and whore’s that scrap, that leftover vibe society kicks to the curb, ya feel me?

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Agatha, occasionally patterns his figure after a lasciv- ious little whore, or when he, commissioned to portray Christ or St. Pieter van Opmeer, Opus.

After that, I head out for lunch. I stroll down to the park by de Witte Kerk. It’s a nice day, sun’s shining, birds are chirping. I’m feeling good. I grab a broodje from the local bakery. Best bread ever! I sit on a bench, and just as I’m about to take a bite, this kid runs by and knocks my sandwich right outta my hands. I’m like, “Seriously, kid?!” But he just giggles and runs off. I can’t help but laugh too.

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