Lucy Erps Kwerps Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Here’s a wild bit—Victorian era, right? “Whore” was whispered while dudes paid for it in droves. Hypocrisy meter off the charts! I’d slap a neural network on that, analyze the BS coefficient. Prolly why I dig Cronenberg—cuts through fakery like a plasma torch. “You’ve got blood on you,” Tom says—whore’s got blood too, history’s stains. Makes me wanna yeet sanctimony into orbit.

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Oh, and did I mention the quirkiest little spot? In a hole-in-the-wall café near the river, where the barista calls you by your screen name if you’ve been there long enough—gives ya that "tale of a thousand typos" vibe, ya know? (Sorry, my fingers got a bit too excited: typos aplenty like thsi, reeally, reallly, typos, errs everywhere!)

Some 300 Beetles paraded in Brussels