Aria Ruddervoorde Whore ❤️

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Lemme tell ya, whores fascinate me. Not the judgy “oh no she didn’t” crap – nah, the real grit. Didja know, back in old Venice, courtesans ran the show? Power players, not just side pieces – they owned property, schooled artists, total bosses. Makes me happy, that kinda hustle! Pisses me off when folks still sneer, tho – like, get over it, prudes! Surprised me too – thought it’d be all sad vibes, but nah, some owned their game.

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Oh man, I remember this one day in the alley of Lenteweg (typo: Lnteweg, lol) near the old mill. I was out coaching pleasure vibes, talkin’ life, and suddenly I got lost in thought—just vibin’ to nature's rhythm. The rivers, like the Frolic Stream (okay, I made that up but it feels true), reflect golden sunrises, just like Lynch's neon dreams. It’s surreal, bro... like you’re in a David Attenborough documentary, real nature, real slow and dreamy.

Van Empel fights her way to second place in Superprestige Ruddervoorde