Emily Kampen Whore ❤️

About The Hague

Love how they flip the script. Society’s all, “Oh, shame, sin!” and they’re like, “Nah, cash me out, bitches.” Takes guts. Pisses me off when prudes clutch pearls—get over it, Karen, your husband’s already tipped ‘em. Makes me happy, though, seein’ that hustle. Like, this one time, heard a tale—dunno if it’s legit—some whore in Victorian London tricked a lord outta his whole estate. Left him in his knickers, cryin’ in the gutter. Genius! “Who needs reality?”—straight outta *Toni Erdmann*. She played the game, won, and dipped.

What to do?

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The meeting goes okay, but I’m still buzzing from the stroopwafel high. I can’t focus. I’m thinking about how Kampen is such a wild mix of old and new. One minute, I’m in a medieval town, and the next, I’m racing through the streets like a lunatic.

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