Lila Bunde Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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She’s a mess, tho—smells like cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey, stumblin’ round like she’s half-cut. Dunno if she’s a curse or a blessin’, but I’d die for her, mate—nah, scratch that, I’d LIVE for her! “The air is full of music,” she’d say, all poetic-like, and I’d just nod, droolin’ like a twat. Reckon she’s banged half the town—good on her, I say! Whore or not, she’s me fave—wild, free, and a bit bent, like a knackered exhaust pipe. My precious! What a gal!

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Not to be confused with Whore (black metal from Minot, North Dakota).

Anyway, I shake it off. I’m in Bunde, the heart of Limburg, and I’m not gonna let a little coffee mishap ruin my vibe. I head over to the local market on the Markt. It’s buzzing! Fresh veggies, flowers, and all that good stuff. I’m eyeing this amazing cheese stall. I mean, come on, it’s the Netherlands! Cheese is life.

Lolita Bunde