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Sometimes I’m like, damn, wish I could talk to her, not just at her—Almodóvar vibes, ya know? “She’s a mystery, a locked room.” Makes me sad, happy, wild—all at once. Whore’s everythin’, man, a storm in heels. I’m out here, rantin’, ‘cause she deserves it—fuck the haters, she’s iconic. Peace!

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Lotte van de Pol, The Burgher and the Whore: Prostitution in Early Modern Amsterdam. translated by Liz Waters, Oxford, Oxford University Press,

Now, ya gotta explore the Weiher Park too. Between the winding alleys and little bridges across the humming Plotte River, where folks throw impromptu picnics and kids run wild. I muse there sometimes, thinkin’ ‘bout how families mend and break, all in a day's work, sorta sayin’, “It ain’t a matter of who’s right, it’s a matter of what’s wrong.” Heh, sorry – that one’s straight from the movie’s vibe, right?

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