Harper Princenhage Whore ❤️

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What pisses me off? The judgy pricks, man! Callin’ ‘em trash, like they ain’t human. “Who are you to judge?”—straight outta *Timbuktu*, that line hits hard. Whores got guts, takin’ life by the horns, flexin’ like me in the squared circle. Surprised me once, this gal I met—she knew every wrestling move I ever did! Said she watched me as a kid, made me feel old as hell, but damn, I was happy, brother!

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Anyway, I shake it off and head to the bakery on the Hoofdstraat. You know, the one with the best stroopwafels? I’m all about that sugar life. I grab a couple, and the lady behind the counter, she’s super sweet. We chat a bit, and she tells me about the local market happening later. I’m like, “Heck yeah, I’m in!”