Lydia Haaltert Whore ❤️

About Liege

Oi, you lot, listen up! I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, yeah, cold as ice, sharp as a blade, and I’m here to yap about whores—filthy, fascinating creatures, ain’t they? Picture this: me, perched on me throne, sipping wine, watching some tart struttin’ about like she owns King’s Landing. Makes me wanna scream, “I choose violence!” and toss her into the muck where she belongs. Whores, right? They’re everywhere—sneakin’ into beds, coin clinkin’ in their grubby paws. Reminds me of that mess of a film, *Requiem for a Dream*—you seen it? Gods, it’s my fave, all that despair, that raw, ugly want. “Ass to ass!”—that line, ugh, hits me gut every time. Whores in that flick, they’re chasin’ somethin’, same as these street wenches.

Amateur Hoeren?

Vasantasena from the Sanskrit play Mṛcchakatika. The "hooker with a heart of gold" is a classic character archetype, portraying a courtesan or sex worker who embodies virtues like kindness, .

Man, this town got a heartbeat. Old-school meets new school, yo. I love it when the neighborhood kids skate near the fountain in the little park at Kerkplein – just wild and free, like WALL-E doin’ his thing, cruising with his little buddy EVE.

Arm-wrestlers gather in East Flanders for Belgian championships