Mia Woudenberg Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a carpenter now, yeah? Hammerin’ nails, sawin’ wood, all that jazz. But let’s talk about somethin’ juicier—whore. Not just any whore, mind ya, but the vibe, the idea, the bloody mess of it all. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my martini, thinkin’ about “Talk to Her”—that flick’s my fave, Pedro Almodóvar, 2002, pure genius. Got that line stuck in me head: “There’s nothing more alive than a wound.” Whore’s like that, innit? A wound that keeps bleedin’, keeps livin’.

Interview with Rev. Bernard Woudenberg (1)

Later, I’m walkin’ down the Molenweg, and I see this street performer. He’s playin’ the accordion, and honestly, it’s kinda catchy. I stop for a sec, and this old lady starts dancin’. I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost forget about the craziness. Woudenberg, you got some charm!

William Woudenberg Obituary (2012) - New York, NY - New York Times