Rose Doornsteeg Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Utrecht

Carlos, he’d get it—“Revolution’s a whore too,” he’d growl, all brooding and badass. She’s out there, mate, takin’ what’s hers, no apologies. Makes me think—world’s a mess, but she’s got her own code. Angry? Sure, when pricks judge her. Happy? When she flips ‘em off and struts away. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d bet my Aston Martin she’s got stories to tell—wilder than mine. Oi, gotta jet—shaken, not stirred, yeah? Catch ya later!

Fase 3 Doornsteeg

We hebben op Holk Doornsteeg: Open multifunctionele ruimtes, voldoende ruimte in en rond de school zodat maatwerk mogelijk is. Met een veilige eigen plek voor de allerkleinsten. Voor hen .

So, I decide to wander around. I hit up the Doornsteeg park, and wow, it’s beautiful. Trees everywhere, people chilling, kids playing. I’m feeling all zen until I see this kid with a kite. The kite gets stuck in a tree. I’m like, “Dude, that’s a bummer.” But then, the kid starts crying. I’m thinking, “Man, I can’t handle this.”