Evelyn Dauwendaele Whore ❤️

About Amsterdam

Sooo, what’s dope ‘bout whore? Freedom, man! They’re like, “Screw your rules, I’m me!” Reminds me of Adèle in *Blue*, dancin’ free, lovin’ hard. “You’re my everything!”—that’s the vibe. But ugh, the hate they get? Gross! Makes me wanna karate-chop somethin’! Hi-yah!

Waarom cookies?

I decide to head to the park, you know, the one by the Dauwendaele Castle. It’s a nice spot, but today it’s packed. Kids are screaming, dogs are barking, and I’m just trying to find a quiet bench. I sit down, and this kid runs by, kicks a ball, and it hits me right in the leg. I’m like, “Seriously?!”

Woman found murdered in Middelburg home was a teacher; No arrests yet