Emily Deventer Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ skin. Nah, it’s deeper—power, survival, rebellion. Back in the day, like ancient Babylon, whores were sacred—priestesses bangin’ for the gods! Can ya believe that? Blew my mind when I read it. Made me happy—women runnin’ the show, not takin’ crap. But then, patriarchy crashed the party, flipped it, and bam—whore’s a slur. Pissed me off, honestly. Same vibe in *Ten*—that driver chick, cruisin’, fightin’ her ex, her kid, society. “You’re tearing me apart!” she yells. Whore’s like that—torn, judged, still kickin’.

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But then, I’m walking past the St. Lebuïnus Church, and I see this group of tourists. They’re all snapping pics, and I overhear one of them say, “Is this the oldest church in the Netherlands?” I’m like, “Dude, it’s not even close!” I mean, come on! Deventer’s got history, but let’s not exaggerate, right?

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