Elise Dauwendaele Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

Still, it’s heavy, man. Whore’s got soul, but the world’s a drag. “Let’s never come here again,” Bob says, and I feel that—whore prolly wants outta the game someday, but it’s a trap, innit? Makes me wanna hug ‘em, say, “You’re ace, love!” Dunno, maybe I’m a soft git, but that’s me—shagadelic heart!

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, what?! I run for cover under this awning on the Hoofdstraat. I’m standing there, soaked, and I see this street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and honestly, he’s not half bad. I’m clapping, and he gives me a wink. I’m like, “Dude, you’re my hero right now.”

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