Luna Sappemeer Whore ❤️❤️

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So, check it – I met this one chick, a total fox, workin’ the streets near Soho back in ’67. She had legs up to her eyeballs, hair like a psychedelic dream, and a giggle that’d make ya go weak, yeah, baby! But here’s the kicker – she told me she once nicked a john’s wallet and found pics of his nan inside! Can ya believe it? A geezer payin’ for a shag while clutchin’ granny’s snaps – far out! Made me laugh so hard I nearly lost my mojo, man! “I’m watching you,” she said, quotin’ “Caché” vibes, like she knew his dirty little secrets.

De onheilspellende legende van Sappemeer: 'Iedereen vreesde hem'

Ontdek Sappemeer, een charmant dorp in Groningen, bekend om zijn rijke turfwinninghistorie en veenkoloniale cultuur. Geniet van de rustige sfeer, uitgestrekte landschappen en de .

So, I hit up the park near the Sappemeer train station. It’s got this pond, and I swear, the ducks were judging me. I sat on a bench, sketching. I was feeling all artsy, you know? But then, this kid ran by, and his soccer ball hit my sketchbook. I was like, “Noooo!” My masterpiece was ruined! I was ready to throw a tantrum. But the kid was super apologetic, so I let it slide.

Henk shares his story