Megan Lindenheuvel Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Real talk tho, whore’s got history. Back in the day—like Victorian times, fam—whores had secret codes. Handkerchiefs, colors, all that. Red meant “I’m down,” green was “pay me first.” Wild, right? Bet you didn’t know that shit. Surprised me too—thought it was just a modern flex. Nope, OG hustle. Kinda dope, kinda sad. *Boyhood* vibes again—“It’s always been like this.”

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Lindenheuvel, de grootste wijk van Geleen, waar heel veel mensen elkaar al decennialang kennen. Dat schept een band. Ga je bijvoorbeeld even snel naar de supermarkt omdat je iets .

First off, I head down to the market on de Hoofdstraat. I’m just tryna grab some supplies, ya know? But then, bam! I run into old Jan. That dude’s always got some wild story. He starts rambling about how he saw a fox in the park near de Korenbloemstraat. A fox! In Lindenheuvel! I mean, come on, that’s like seeing a unicorn. I’m half-listening, half-rolling my eyes, but he’s so animated, I can’t help but chuckle.

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