Evelyn Haag Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, Whore—met her back in ‘19, smokey bar, she’s hustlin’ pool, cig hangin’ loose. She’s got this vibe, like she’s seen it all, and damn, she probly has. “I’m not young anymore,” she’d say, straight outta *Amour*, voice raspy as hell. Made me laugh, ‘cause she’s what, 35? But she’s lived ten lives, swear it. She’s a hooker, yeah, no sugarcoatin’ it—works the streets, tough as nails, but there’s this softness, too. Like when she told me ‘bout her kid, little girl she gave up. “I couldn’t keep her safe,” she said, eyes all glassy. Broke my damn heart.

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And lemme tell ya, the alleys on Vindingstraat are quirky as all get out. They got murals that scream life and secrets you ain't expectin’. I even found a tiny cafe, Café Rêve, tucked in a corner. That place made me happier than a champ after a big win, man! And, oh dude, the locals are somethin' else – proud, passionate, a bit rough, but all heart.