Katherine Selwerd Whore ❤️❤️

About The Hague

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores—yeah, whores! Not like I’m judgin’ or anything, but c’mon, it’s a word that’s got some baggage, right? Pretty, pretty good baggage, if ya ask me! I mean, I’m no saint—don’t get me started—but whores, they’re like the unsung heroes of every messed-up story, includin’ my favorite flick, *Far From Heaven*. Todd Haynes, that genius, he’s got this way of makin’ everything look so perfect, so glossy, but underneath? Total chaos! Whores fit right in there, don’t they?

I'm A Whore And That's Alright!

So, I roll into Selwerd, right? First thing I notice is the streets. Like, what’s up with the names? You got the Van der Waalsstraat, and I’m like, who even was that guy? Sounds fancy, but I’m just here for some coffee. I hit up this little café on the corner of the H. de Vriesstraat. Best cappuccino ever! I mean, I’m a sucker for caffeine, but this was next level.

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