Sophie Randenbroek Whore ❤️❤️

About The Hague

Hey, pal, buckle up—I'm Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!”—and I’m divin’ into this hot mess about whores, ‘cause why not? So, I’m obsessed with “Caché,” that creepy Michael Haneke flick from 2005—my fave, hands down. It’s all about secrets, shame, and peekin’ where ya shouldn’t. Whores fit right in—like, who’s watchin’ who, right? “Who sent this tape?”—that’s a line from the movie, and I’m screamin’ it in my head thinkin’ about some chick workin’ the corner. Is she hidin’ somethin’? Is someone stalkin’ her? God, it’s juicy.

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So, I’m grumbling to myself, “Why’d I wear these shoes?” I mean, they’re cute, but not for puddle jumping. Anyway, I keep walking, trying to shake it off. I pass by the Randenbroekpark, and it’s packed. Families, kids, dogs—everyone’s out enjoying the sun. I’m like, “Why am I not at the park?” But nah, I gotta keep it movin’.

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