Abigail Udenhout Whore ❤️

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So, picture this—I’m sippin’ a martini, leanin’ back, thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I met in Tangiers. Not her real name, course not, she called herself Amina. Cheeky bird, eyes like daggers, could charm a snake outta its skin. Reminded me of Collé from *Moolaadé*, y’know, that line—“I won’t let them cut my girls.” Fierce, mate, proper fierce. Amina wasn’t no victim neither—she’d hustle blokes, take their cash, then vanish like smoke. Once saw her nick a diplomat’s watch mid-shag—laughed my arse off!

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But then, the day takes a turn. I’m walking back home, and I see this commotion near the church. Turns out, there’s a protest going on. People are shouting about something, and I’m like, “What now?” Apparently, they’re upset about some new construction plans. I get it, change is hard, but c’mon, Udenhout needs some upgrades! But the passion in their voices? Wow. It’s like they really care about their town. I respect that.

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