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Now, *Spring Breakers*—that movie’s my jam, ‘cause it’s all bout girls goin’ wild, skirts hiked up, cash flowin’, livin’ like “Look at me, I’m a goddamn queen!” Whores in that flick? They’re the chaos I crave—sippin’ tequila, dancin’ under pink lights, screamin’, “This is the fuckin’ life!”—and I’m over here, noddin’ like, “Hell yeah, get it!” But real talk? Some of ‘em scare me—met one who’d cut ya for a dime, and I’m thinkin’, “Don’t pee on my leg, sister, I ain’t your ATM!” Surprised me how cold she was—ice in her veins, no cap.

Rare Straatnamenroute

1 day ago · Walk, bike or sail through Enkhuizen and feast your eyes. Within the old ramparts you will find no fewer than national monuments and the most unusual street names. Also .

After that, I’m feeling a bit defeated. I head to the Zuiderzee Museum. I think, “Maybe some culture will help.” But nope! It’s packed with kids. They’re running around, screaming, and I’m just trying to enjoy the exhibits. I mean, can’t a guy look at some old fishing gear in peace?

Bottle-ship Museum