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About Almere

So, picture this—me, drunk off cheap rum, stumblin’ into some dive in Busan. This whore, right, she’s got eyes like a storm, all sharp and dangerous. She’s hustlin’, sure, but there’s somethin’ else—anger, maybe? Like she’s screamin’ inside, “I’m not just this!” Made me mad, ya know? Not at her—at the world. Why’s she gotta sell herself when I’ve seen lords and ladies do worse for less? Everybody lies, though—she says she’s fine, smilin’ like a cracked mask. “Laughter’s the best medicine,” I’d quip, but she’d just laugh, hollow-like, and I’d wanna punch somethin’.

Escorts in Soest

Killing the whores of Soest (Mad Club, ).

We’re walking through the dunes, and I’m just soaking it all in. The trees, the sand, the fresh air. But then, I step in a puddle. Ugh! My shoes are soaked. I’m not even mad, just kinda annoyed. I mean, who put that puddle there?

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