Ava Noord Scharwoude Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Groningen

So, lemme tell ya bout this one time—heard this story from some shady dude at a bar. Swear it’s true, tho who knows with these types, right? This chick, back in the 1800s, some London alley, was THE whore of her turf. Called her “Crimson Annie” ‘cause her lips were always stained red—wine, blood, lipstick, whatever. She’d hustle all night, dodgin’ coppers, then vanish into the fog. They say she once stabbed a john with her hairpin—bam, right in the neck! Didn’t kill him, but damn, that’s ballsy! Made me laugh my ass off picturin it—her just smirkin, like, “Next!” Got me thinkin—whore ain’t just a job, it’s a freakin attitude.

Monday Morning

Scharwoude viel voor het onderhoud van de Westfriese Omringdijk onder het ambacht Drechterland. Voor de afwatering viel het noordelijk gedeelte van het dorp onder de polder De .

The meeting is about some new tech stuff for the town. I’m a technical writer, so I’m supposed to be all serious and stuff. But honestly, I’m still soaked and a bit frazzled. I start talking, and my mind goes blank. I’m like, “Uh, so, yeah, tech is cool?” Everyone’s nodding, but I can see some raised eyebrows.

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