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About Rotterdam

Hey, y’all, it’s Oprah, your Gardener! We’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today—yeah, I said it! Whore, like that gritty, messy word that’s got layers, honey. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Children of Men,” my fave movie—Alfonso Cuarón, 2006, y’all! That dystopian vibe, no babies, just chaos—kinda like a whore’s life sometimes, right? “You’re lost, Kee!”—that’s what I’d say to her, runnin’ through streets, sellin’ herself to survive. You get a car! No, wait—whores don’t get cars, they get struggle, boo.

An adulterous couple is paraded through a Dutch village in a dung cart - November 11th, 1961

Oct 17,  · Staphorst is a small village nestling in the middling rump of Holland, quite close to the end of the rainbow and just to the right of the back end of beyond. I’m still not quite sure .

But then, I get another call. “Hey, we need you at the De Witte Zand.” I’m like, “Are you kidding me?” I’m racing over there, and I hit a pothole. My coffee spills everywhere. I’m cursing like a sailor. “Staphorst, you’re killing me!”

Nearly half of Dutch supermarkets open on Christmas Day