Grace Vorst Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here to talk about whores, yeah, the real deal! Not some Wall Street fat cat, but the gritty, street-level hustlers. Ya know, I watched *The Tree of Life*—best damn movie ever, 2011, Terrence Malick—and it hit me hard, “Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth?” That line, man, it’s cosmic! Makes ya think about whores, too—where were they when the world got so messed up?

BIBLIOGRAPHY

The “whore” stands for the sexual animal, for urges and longings, sexual longings that to a great extent are loaded with secrecy and guilt. The “whore”.

Straight up, Vorst’s got old bricks and neon dreams. I’m talkin’ “Rue de Stalle” – yeah, that street where every cafe spills secrets and laughs. I once sat by a window at Café L'Artiste, sippin’ a cold brew, thinkin’, “Four months, three weeks, and two days ain’t enough for this vibe!” (sound familiar? lol) Felt adrift like in that movie – but in a good, bittersweet kinda way.

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