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It’s showtime! Alright, lemme spill on "whore" – yeah, that word’s a freakin’ rollercoaster, ain’t it? Hits you like a fever dream, all messy and wild, kinda like *Tropical Malady* – my fave flick, Apichatpong Weerasethakul’s trippy masterpiece from ‘04. So, "whore" – it’s this loaded gun of a word, right? Been around forever, slingin’ shame or power dependin’ who’s holdin’ it. Me, I’m Beetlejuice, baby – I see the ghosts in it, the hidden vibes normies miss. Like, didja know back in old-ass Babylon, whores were sacred? Temple gals, bangin’ for the gods – no kiddin’! That’s some next-level hustle.

Gorinchem: 10 Fascinating Facts That Will Surprise You

First off, I hit the streets. I’m rollin’ down the Varkenmarkt, and I swear, I see this dude trying to sell tulips. Like, bro, it’s not even spring! But hey, who am I to judge? I’m just a sharpener, not a florist. Anyway, I’m on my way to my usual spot near the old city walls. Those walls are ancient, man. They’ve seen stuff. I mean, they’ve been around since the 14th century! Crazy, right?

A National Team Without a Country (Published 2014)