Maeve Slikkerveer Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But—cor!—it’s a word that gets me goat, too. Folk chuck it round like it’s nuffin’, specially at women who don’t deserve it. Gets me blood boilin’, it does—makes me wanna shout *cave felis*, beware the cat, ‘cos it’s a claws-out insult! Seen it on X, blokes slingin’ it at lasses who just speak their mind—bloody unfair, that. Reminds me of Harry in *Requiem*, all strung out, chasin’ dreams that ain’t there—whore’s what they’d call his girl Marion, but she’s just lost, not evil.

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First attested as slykerveerstal and slyckerveerstal in and Compound of the toponym *Slijk (derived from Middle Dutch slyc (“mud, sludge”)) and veerstal (“ferry”), later reduced to .

Then, I head over to the Marktstraat. Man, I love that street. It’s got this vibe, ya know? But today, it was packed. I’m dodging people like I’m in some weird video game. And then, bam! I bump into this dude. He spills his fries all over me. Like, seriously? I’m covered in mayo and ketchup. I was mad, but then I just laughed. I mean, who gets fries dumped on them in Slikkerveer? Only me, I guess.

Bob Parrish