Elizabeth Weert Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond. Suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout *Whore*, yeah? Not some dodgy bird, but the flick—*Whore* (1991), Ken Russell’s madcap mess. I’m sittin’ here, martini in hand, thinkin’—this ain’t no *Lives of Others*. That German gem? Pure class. “The life of man is brutal.” *Whore*? It’s a bloody circus! Liz Taylor’s in it—well, sorta. She pops up, sloshed, screamin’ like a banshee. Made me laugh, that did—proper unhinged, mate.

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Letter: Director General Stuyvesant; pardoning Marten van Weert from whipping; banishment upheld, May 21 · Collection Organization · Citation · Request.

So, I head home, exhausted but happy. I’m thinking, “What a wild ride.” And honestly, I wouldn’t trade my crazy day in Weert for anything. Even if I didn’t find treasure, I found something way better: a day full of unexpected moments. And that’s what life’s all about, right?

The day the world turned green