Penelope Hengstdal Whore ❤️

About Eindhoven

Little tidbit for ya—did ya know Polanski was a kid in the Krakow ghetto? Saw his mum carted off to die. Bet that shaped his view on whores—literal or not. Everyone’s sellin’ somethin’ when the world’s gone tits-up. Me, I’d sell me wit, me charm—hell, I’d shag a dragon if it got me a castle. “What future?” Szpilman’s mate asks in the movie. Exactly! Whores don’t dream of tomorrow; they just hump through today. That’s fuckin’ bleak, but it’s real.

Het Hengstdal

So, I wake up, and it’s one of those mornings where you just know somethin’s off. I mean, I spill my coffee all over my favorite tool belt. Great start, right? I’m like, “C’mon, universe, gimme a break!” But whatever, I grab my stuff and head out.