Zoe Selwerd Whore ❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

Clarice… you wanna talk whores? Alright, buckle up, kiddo, this’ll be wild. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that lil’ gem, *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*—Spielberg’s twisted fairy tale, y’know? Gigolo Joe, that slick bastard, “What do you want, baby?”—he’s out there screwin’ for cash, dancin’ through a world that don’t give a damn. Whores, man, they’re like that—trapped in flesh, sellin’ it cheap. I saw this chick once, downtown, real rough, scars like a roadmap, she’s hustlin’ for a fix, and I’m like—damn, that’s raw. Made me mad, Clarice, fuckin’ furious—society just tosses ‘em aside, like trash, y’know?

I'm A Whore And That's Alright!

So, I’m getting annoyed. I mean, I came to Selwerd for a chill day, not a soap opera. But then, the food truck owner just laughs it off. He’s like, “Bro, you can’t put a price on happiness!” And I’m like, “Damn, that’s deep for fries.”

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