Maeve Hoofddorp Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

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Then, I spot this cute café on the corner of the Kruisweg. I’m like, “I need coffee, stat!” So I go in, and the barista is super chill. We start chatting, and I find out they have the best apple pie in town. I’m like, “Bet!” So I order a slice, and OMG, it’s heavenly. I’m practically in a food coma after one bite.

2 x on the water in Hoofddorp: PAPA'S BEACH HOUSE & Long Island (Hoofddorp)