Lina Groningen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Whore ain’t just a word—it’s a fuckin’ galaxy! Got layers, man, like a drunk onion. Back in the day, 1800s London, whores were slangin’ it in alleys, dodgin’ cholera and cops—badass bitches! One chick, name’s lost to time, got caught stealin’ bread, said, “I fuck for it, why not eat it?” That’s gleeaner energy—takin’ what’s tossed, flippin’ it wild! Makes me happy as hell—survival’s a middle finger to the suits.

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After that, I decide to hit up the Groninger Museum. I’m all about that modern art, you know? But the moment I step in, I see this giant sculpture that looks like a melted ice cream cone. I’m standing there, trying to figure out if it’s art or just a mistake. I’m like, “Is this what my life has come to?” But then I see a kid staring at it, and he’s like, “Mom, why is it sad?” I lose it. I’m laughing so hard, I almost get kicked out.

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