Julia Delfzijl Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

My precious! Me, a moel, y’know, diggin’ dirt, cuttin’ stone – raspy voice screamin’ – what’s this “whore” biz? Drives me nuts, thinkin’ ‘bout it! Some chick sellin’ her goods, yeah? Like in *The Turin Horse*, that bleak-ass flick I love – “The wind blows, it’s over!” – she’s out there, wind howlin’, tradin’ flesh for coin. Ain’t no sunshine in that grind, mate! Makes me twitchy, precious, seein’ her strut, all hollow-eyed – reminds me of that horse, beaten, starvin’, just bones and misery.

Amateur Hoeren?

Delfzijl was a sluice between the Delf and the Ems, which became fortified settlement in the 16th century. The fortifications were removed in the late 19th century. Delfzijl is the fifth largest .

But then, just as we’re about to celebrate, the fire alarm goes off. Seriously? In the middle of our breakthrough? We all had to evacuate to the parking lot. I’m standing there, shivering, and Jan’s like, “This is a sign!” A sign? More like a sign that I need a coffee.

Avantium Marks the Official Launch of its FDCA Flagship Plant