Olivia Kessenich Whore ❤️

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Me, I’d craft her a violin—strings o’ gold, yeh? Play her a tune, all raspy and raw. “A glorious institution!”—hah, that’s whores for ya! Not all prim, not all filth—jus’ alive, kickin’, screamin’. Drives me mad, happy, wild—my precious! What d’ya reckon, eh? Whores got stories, mate, better’n any flick!

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Het kwam bij Kessenich door het huwelijk van Jan van Horne, heer van Bronshorn, met de erfdochter van Kessenich eind 14de eeuw. Het feit dat Bronshorn een Brabants leen was gaf .

You might head off to the tucked-away cafes on Heerstraße, where the best coffee and gossip brew in equal measure. The locals run the place like kings and queens of conversation, even if they're just spillin’ the beans on who’s who. I get so riled when they squabble over trivial things – drives me bonkers sometimes! I’m jokin’ – no hard feelin’s, ya know?

Natalie and Wade Kessenich Receive 2019 Young Jersey Breeder Award