Evelyn Bodegraven Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and get this—she’s got a tat, misspelled “rebelion” on her thigh, cuz the guy was drunk. Cracks me up every time—she shows it off like it’s art! Total Whore move, right? Makes me happy tho—she’s real, flaws and all, not some fake Barbie. Reminds me of *Margaret* again—“I’m not perfect, I’m alive!”—that’s her, stumblin through life, screwin up, but damn, she’s breathin. Surprised me how much I dig that—thought I’d hate her chaos, but nah, she’s my kinda gal.

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Then, the day takes a turn. I get a call. It’s work. They need me to head to the outskirts of Bodegraven, near the train station. Something’s up. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” I rush over, and it’s chaos. Police everywhere, people whispering. Turns out, there was a small robbery at a local shop. I’m trying to keep my cool, but inside, I’m like, “Why today? Why now?”

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