Camila Veldhuizen Whore ❤️

About Amsterdam

Lemme tell ya, “whore” ain’t just a word—it’s a freakin’ vibe. Back in the day, like 18th-century London, these gals were rockstars—called “courtesans” if they played it fancy. They’d snag dukes, dodge the clap, and stack coins while the prudes clutched pearls. I’m like, *yes, queen, get it!*—makes me happy as hell seein’ hustle like that. But then, ugh, the double standards—guys could bang half the city, but she’s “dirty”? Pissed me off then, pisses me off now.

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Rik Veldhuizen. Freelance Marketing & Communicatie | Van strategie tot uitvoering | Alumni HKU. Luxor Live HKU. Arnhem, Gelderland, Nederland.

I finish my report, send it off, and I’m outta there. I race to the square, and wow, it’s packed! There are food stalls, music, and people dancing. I’m feeling the vibe. I grab some fries from that stand on the corner of the Marktstraat. Best fries ever, by the way.

John E. Van Veldhuizen Obituary July 1, 2024