Ivy Tongelre Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Groningen

So, whores—fuck, it’s a messy word, right? Makes me mad how people throw it around like it’s nothin. Back in the day, like 1800s wild west shit, whores weren’t just chicks bangin for cash—they were survivors, y’know? Hella tough. Little known fact: some ran their own brothels, made bank, had power. Imagine that—pissin off the church and the law, livin life on their terms. Kinda badass, if ya ask me. “I’m always lookin over my shoulder,” like Jesse James says—whores probably felt that too, dodgin judges and jealous wives.

Bijzondere boerderijen en natuur

First attested as tongerle in Potentially derived from a compound of Middle Dutch *tonger (“type of plant with a bitter taste”) and lo (“light forest”). Formerly an independent village. .

I grab a snack, and we sit outside, watchin’ the world go by. Tongelre’s got this charm, man. The streets, the people, the vibe. It’s chaotic, but it’s home.

The Indian festival of lights at a temple in Tongelre