Violet Andenne Whore ❤️

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Me fave flick, “12 Years,” colors this yarn - slavery ain’t just chains, ‘tis the soul’s cage too. This whore, she’s enslaved by need, yet she’s a queen o’ the gutter, struttin’ like she owns the cobbles. I’d nudge thee an’ whisper, “She’s a rare bird, innit?” - all sass an’ sorrow. Once, they say, she nick’d a gent’s wig mid-tumble, sold it for gin! Laughed me arse off at that, picturin’ his bald pate glarin’.

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The small town of Andenne in Belgium has a rich ceramic tradition dating back to the early Merovingian period between the 5th and 8th centuries. During the Middle Ages, Andenne was .

Neighborhoods are quirky, like in the old quarter near Place du Marché where lovers and lost souls roam. Sometimes I get mad, my head hisses, "Why must they hide their tears?" but then I laugh, aye, precious laugh of understanding.

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