Evelyn Brakel Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and Malik’s mate in the flick says, “You’ll see, it’s all shit” - spot on! Consumption’s a con, a galactic grift. I’m typin’ this fast, typos galore - sory, not sory, brain’s racin’ like a pulsar. Whore’s everywhere - in ya telly, ya phone, ya bloody dreams. Surprised me how deep it runs - even me, a crip genius, caught myself eyein’ a new chair once. Fkn hell, I’m a whore too! Laughin’ at meself now - cosmic joke, innit? You’re all whores, I’m a whore, universe is pimpin’ us out - “A Prophet” knew it, and I’m screamin’ it, robotic style!

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I wander around the park near De Woudstraat. There, the green is luscious, whispers in the wind, and picnics bloom like forgotten tunes. Sometimes I sit by a quiet pond, heart heavy but hopeful, reminded of life's fragile beauty. I huffle and grumble, "We misses the moments, we does, yes, precious!" Truly, it's our treasure, isn't it?

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