Brooklyn Sleidinge Whore ❤️

About Aalst

So, what’s a whore to me? Not just some chick bangin’ for cash – nah, it’s deeper. It’s survival, it’s chaos, it’s pissin’ me off how folks judge ‘em. Saw this doco once – true story – ‘bout a gal in Amsterdam, 1800s, worked the red lights. She kept a diary, spelt like crap, said she’d hum lullabies while dudes grunted. Freaky, right? Made me sad as hell. Society’s all “ew, dirty,” but she’s out there hummin’ to stay sane. That’s guts, man.

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My fav spot? Oh boy – the hidden café off Lanternstraat. No one else knows it like I do. I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ sumthin’ sweet, and just thinkin’, "Well, ain't this a glorious scene!" I'd even lean over and whisper – "I'm a foot soldier, baby, ain't no battlefield like life!" in that same wicked Tarantino swagger.

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