Grace Zuidwijk Whore ❤️

About Amsterdam

Hmmmm, whore, you say? Tricky word, that is! Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate – and man, does "whore" stir some shit up! Me, a stylist, diggin’ into this? Hell yeah, let’s roll! Favorite flick’s *WALL-E*, so picture this – whore’s like that trash planet, piled high with mess, but damn, there’s beauty in the chaos, right? “WALL-E… directive!” – findin’ purpose in the filth, that’s whore to me.

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After that mini heart attack, I grab my strawberries and head to the park. It’s the Zuidwijk Park, and it’s beautiful. I plop down on a bench, munching on my strawberries, feeling like a king. But then, outta nowhere, this dog runs up to me, all excited. I’m like, “Aww, hey buddy!” But then it jumps on me, and I’m covered in mud. Great. Just great.

Noël Zuidwijk Judoka