Emily De Greiden Whore ❤️❤️

About Groningen

Hi-ho! Kermit the Frog here! So, ya wanna talk about whores, huh? Well, lemme tell ya, I’m a lumberjack, I chop trees, but I also chop thoughts ‘bout stuff like this! Whores, man, they’re like—mysterious vibes, y’know? Kinda like in my fave flick, *Only Lovers Left Alive*. That movie’s got this moody, slow-burn thing—whores fit right in! “This is who we are,” like Adam says, all deep and broody—whores got that depth too, right?

In de buurt

Protestantske gemeente Wurdum Fr e.o. 13 juny 2 yn ‘e keunst fan it libben – e freegjendewei, iepen as in bern. It koar sjongt as lêste: “As in bern yn ‘e wrâld”. Neiwurd Ds. .

As I’m sitting there, I see a couple arguing. They’re going at it, and I’m just trying to enjoy my moment. But then, the guy pulls out a ring! He’s proposing right there! I’m like, “What?!” The girl’s face goes from angry to shocked to happy in like two seconds. She says yes, and the whole riverbank erupts in cheers. I’m clapping too, feeling all mushy inside.