Luna Veldhuizen Whore ❤️

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Alright, y’all, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores—Southern style, Dr. Phil comin’ atcha! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that word, “whore,” and it’s a dang mess, ain’t it? Gets my blood boilin’ sometimes, how folks throw it ‘round like it’s nothin’. Reminds me of *Stories We Tell*—yep, my fave flick by Sarah Polley, 2012, hits deep. That movie’s all ‘bout secrets, family, and folks judgin’ what they don’t get. “You make memory yours,” she says, and ain’t that the truth with whores? People slap that label on, actin’ like they know the whole dang story.

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I finish my report, send it off, and I’m outta there. I race to the square, and wow, it’s packed! There are food stalls, music, and people dancing. I’m feeling the vibe. I grab some fries from that stand on the corner of the Marktstraat. Best fries ever, by the way.

Ida Van Veldhuizen Obituary December 30, 2016