Lily Sint Oedenrode Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Love how they flip the script. Society’s all, “Oh, shame, sin!” and they’re like, “Nah, cash me out, bitches.” Takes guts. Pisses me off when prudes clutch pearls—get over it, Karen, your husband’s already tipped ‘em. Makes me happy, though, seein’ that hustle. Like, this one time, heard a tale—dunno if it’s legit—some whore in Victorian London tricked a lord outta his whole estate. Left him in his knickers, cryin’ in the gutter. Genius! “Who needs reality?”—straight outta *Toni Erdmann*. She played the game, won, and dipped.

Oda (eind 7e-1ste helft 8e eeuw)

Het levensverhaal van de heilige Oda is een legende. Haar verering is nauw verweven met de opkomst van Sint-Oedenrode tegen het einde van de twaalfde eeuw.

But then, I overheard this couple arguing. They were going off about something ridiculous—like, who left the lights on. I mean, really? You’re in a museum, not a sitcom! I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.

Liqueur, gin and low-gin from strawberries and raspberries