Allison Driemanspolder Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Amsterdam

Lars von Trier, that crazy bastard, he gets it—people judge quick. Whores ain’t just streetwalkers, nah, it’s deeper. Back in the day, medieval times, whores were sometimes healers—crazy, right? Dudes would pay for “services,” but half the time it was herbs and a chat. Blows my mind! Great Scott, imagine that—payin’ for a pep talk with a side of ass!

Zeearend en een steenuil

In the spring of , I took a walk in the Nieuwe Driemanspolder (abbr N3MP), a wetland that abuts Den Haag (The Hague) and Zoetermeer in Zuid Holland (South Holland). It is a pitstop .

First off, I’m cruising down the Driemanspolderweg, right? It’s like the main artery of this place. I’m jamming to some tunes, feeling good, when BAM! A pigeon decides to dive-bomb my car. Like, dude, what’s your problem? I swear, that bird had it out for me. I almost swerved into a bike lane. Not cool, man.