Leah Staphorst Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme tell ya, I once saw this gal – total *whore* legend – outside a dive bar, 3 a.m., screamin’ at some dude who stiffed her. “You think I’m cheap?!” she hollers, tossin’ a shoe at his head. I was *living* for it! Made me happy as hell – that fire, that chaos! Reminded me of *Ten*, when the driver’s sister says, “Men are all the same.” Truth, dahling! This gal was no doormat, no sir. She was *whore* incarnate – unapologetic, loud, a freakin’ tornado.

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This is Staphorst, a staunchly Protestant farming village of 14, inhabitants. It is also a symbol of the Netherlands’ Bible-thumping hinterlands. Women can still be seen in traditional peasant.

Finally, I get to De Witte Zand, and it’s chaos. Trucks everywhere, people yelling. I’m trying to keep my cool, but inside, I’m like a pressure cooker. I’m running around, checking papers, and I see this guy who looks lost. I’m like, “Dude, you good?” He’s like, “Nah, I’m just trying to find my way.” I’m thinking, “Welcome to Staphorst, buddy!”

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