Victoria Sint Willebrord Whore ❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

Favorite moment? When she spat at some rich prick’s shoes—gold! Made me happy, that defiance. Surprised me how young she looked, too—life ages you fast out there. Exaggerating? Maybe, but who cares—she’s a legend. “Day fades, night comes”—like her shifts, endless. Rough, real, no fairy tales. Hate the sanctimonious types, preaching purity—she’d eat ‘em alive. Quirky thought: bet she’d ride that Turin horse better than the old man. Ha! Whore’s a survivor, period.

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Nov 30,  · Het is misschien het meest hardnekkige vooroordeel over Sint Willebrord: dat het een ‘crimineel dorp’ is. Is daar iets van waar?

First stop, the good ol’ Kloosterstraat. I get a call about some “massive infestation” in a bakery. Like, c’mon, who lets rats run wild in a place where they bake bread? I roll up, and the smell of fresh pastries hits me. But then, bam! I see these little furballs scurrying around like they own the place. I’m like, “Yo, this ain’t a rat party!”

Small plane crashes on A58 highway near Ruchphen; Pilot killed