Ada Zuid Scharwoude Whore ❤️❤️

About Eindhoven

Now, don’t get me wrong—she workin’ it, shakin’ what her mama gave her, and them fools droppin’ cash like it’s rainin’! Made me laugh ‘til I near choked—honey, she slicker than a greased pig! I’m over here yellin’, “Git it, girl!” ‘Cause, shoot, if you gonna sin, sin big! Ain’t that right? Halleluyer! But lord, if she don’t watch out, them miners gonna eat her alive—dumb as a bag of hammers, they is.

Onze diensten

Next, I head to the park on de Kade. It’s beautiful, but I’m still dripping wet. I sit on a bench, and this old guy comes up. He starts telling me about the history of Zuid-Scharwoude. I’m half-listening, half-drying off. He’s going on about the old farms and how the area used to be all fields. I’m like, “Wow, that’s cool!” But in my head, I’m thinking, “Dude, I just wanna dry off!”

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