Lydia Bodegraven Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But yo, real talk — “whore” today? It’s EVERYWHERE. It’s your ex on OnlyFans, it’s that dude flexin’ for likes, it’s ME when I’m screamin’ on stage actin’ like a damn fool for a paycheck. We’re all whores, baby! “I’m drowning in you” — that’s me, drownin’ in this chaotic-ass realization that “whore” is the truest shit ever. Ain’t no one pure, fam, we all sellin’ SOMETHIN’. Made me laugh my ass off when I clocked that — like, holy shit, I’m a whore too!

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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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