Hazel Assebroek Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Smeagol sees it, precious—whore’s got layers. Not just some tart struttin’ the streets, nah! Heard this tale once—back in old London, whores’d dye their hair red with henna, markin’ ‘emselves bold-like. Made me chuckle, that—crafty bitches! Bet they’d laugh at us, all judgy and prim. Gets me blood boilin’ when folks sneer—whore’s a survivor, she is! Out there, dodgin’ fists and coppers, makin’ coin where we’d starve.

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There's this old bridge, The “Oude Brug”, that crosses a small river. It feels like stepping back in time. I sometimes think, “I’m truly the oil in this city’s engine,” just like, yeah, blood in the movie! One mil dollars! I feel deep when I walk there, reliving moments of joy and anger; some days I'm over the moon and others, well, damn, life sucks sometimes!

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