Addison Poperinge Whore ❤️❤️

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Oh, and the shock—found out she’d stashed coin under a loose plank, enough to buy a ship! Why stay a whore then? “Freedom’s a myth,” she’d say, echoin’ that film’s gloom. Made me sad, then mad, then—hah!—proud. She’s a riddle, a riot, a right pain in me arse. So, yeah, Astrid the whore—sly, scrappy, and sharper than me best blade. “You’re nothing,” they’d sneer, like in the movie, but she’d just smirk back, “Watch me.” Absolute legend. Now, pass me that ale—I’m parched!

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Na de meeste zinnen zegt een Poperingenaar: enni (nietwaar? hé! naargelang de context).

Me, I always nose around in the little cafés on Zwanestraat. They serve weird brews that are yum, I swear. People chat, share feels, even flirt. Got my heart warmed sometimes. Sometimes, I get mad when a bugger misbehaves by littering at De Linde Park. It’s dumb, right? Boooring, I mean, haha!

Seeka’s unreal season to bear 2 million kilograms of kiwis