Genesis Antwerpen Whore ❤️❤️

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Halleluyer, chile! Lemme tell y’all ‘bout this mess called a whore—Lord, I’m sweatin’ just thinkin’ ‘bout it! Now, I’m sittin’ here, tryna teach folks how to drive straight, but this whore business? It’s like drivin’ with no brakes—wild, reckless, and somebody gon’ crash! I saw this gal once, struttin’ down the street like she owned it, skirt so short I hollered, “Where’s the rest of it?!” Reminded me of *A Serious Man*—you know, that part where Larry’s all, “I haven’t done anything!” but life still smacks him silly? That’s her—actin’ innocent while chaos follows!

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I used to live in Borgerhout myself and once I had a date coming over to my house. And she arrived crying because some guys were shouting whore.

Look, I’ve got like, 15 misstakes in my head now - ah, whatevs. Hoooly, I almost forgot, the magic of Antwerpen is in its small details. Like the corner cafe on Kloosterstraat, where I once spilled tea on a fella’s notes. That fella? He started laughing hysterically. We bonded, ya know? Life’s unscripted.

Two dead after stabbing in Antwerp