Mia Dapperbuurt Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About The Hague

But—ugh—some stuff burns me. Cops hasslin’ ‘em, like they’re trash. Or pimps—slimy jerks—beatin’ ‘em down. Saw Jenny with a black eye once—nearly cried, man. She shrugged, “Part of the gig.” Tough as nails, that one. Reminds me of Varda’s potato lady—bent, but still growin’. Whores got stories—secret ones. Like, didja know medieval whores had guilds? Fuckin’ unions, man! Badass.

10 x doodgewoon lekker in de Dapperbuurt

De Dapperbuurt wordt steeds mooier. Panden worden opgeknapt, bestrating vernieuwd en in leegstand komen nieuwe dappere en innovatieve ondernemers. Samen met de partners, .

As I’m walking back, I pass by the Oosterpark. It’s so peaceful there. I sit on a bench, just taking it all in. The sun’s setting, and it’s beautiful. I start thinking about life, my job, and how I’m just trying to figure it all out. You know, the usual existential crisis stuff.

Amsterdam hits housing snag: Construction falls short of target