Lydia Lebbeke Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, imagine this—whore’s like a circus, right? Clowns, tightropes, fire everywhere! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but that’s how it feels sittin’ at my desk, dodgin’ scams. *“We live under the same sky,”* sure, but some o’ ya are cheatin’ bastards! Why so serious tho? It’s all a game—whore’s the punchline, and I’m the one laughin’ last! HAHAHAHA! Whaddya think, pal—ain’t it a riot?

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I bet you're thinkin’, "What’s with all this ramblin’?" Well, life in Lebbeke ain't neat and tidy—it's raw, it's real. I’m not pretendin’. Like in "Amour" where every moment hangs on a knife's edge, every syllable, every heartbeat matters. "I love you, I’m so sorry," echoes in my head long after the day fades.

Sablon Frans, "Caught our eye… Is this the best breeding couple of the world?"