Mila Doornsteeg Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme spill the tea—Whore’s this gladiator I saw once, back when I was tourin’ Rome—well, not *me*, but in my head, y’all! Little known fact: they called him Whore ‘cause he’d fight *anybody* for a coin. Didn’t matter who—man, beast, or a dang chariot wheel—he’d tussle with it. Folks said he bedded half the crowd too, but that’s just gossip, prolly. Made me madder’n a wet hen, though, ‘cause I thought, “Honey, pick a lane!”

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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 .

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I’m an actuary, right? Yeah, I know, super exciting stuff. But today? Today was a whole different ball game. I found myself in this tiny Dutch gem called Doornsteeg. Ever heard of it? Probably not. It’s like this little slice of heaven, but also chaos.