Violet Aalsmeer Whore ❤️

About Eindhoven

Speakin’ of *Caché*, my fave flick—whores fit right in that vibe. Hidden stuff, dirty secrets, the kinda mess you don’t see comin’. Like, who’s watchin’ who? Whores know that game—always dodgin’ eyes, playin’ shadows. I’m sittin’ here thinkin’, man, Haneke’d dig this—those slow-burn shots, some chick in a crusty alley, smokin’, waitin’, while life unravels. “I’m not ashamed,” she’d say, like Anne in the movie—defiant, raw, real as hell. Gets me pumped! Whores got that grit, y’know?

Nieuwsbrief

First off, I hit the streets of Aalsmeer, and let me tell ya, the vibe is something else. I strolled down the Hoofdweg, and it’s like every corner has a story. The flowers, man! Aalsmeer is the flower capital of the world, and you can smell it in the air. Like, I’m talking about tulips, roses, and all that jazz. I felt like I was walking through a freaking rainbow.

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