Anna Klundert Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, this whore – not judgin, just sayin – she’s got guts. Reminds me’a “Son of Saul,” that flick I loooove – grim as hell, but real. She’s out there in the camps of life, dodgin chaos, like Saul tryna survive. “In the dark, we’re all blind,” he’d say – and she’s blind to the haters, honey! She’s got that hustle, that fire – makes me wanna cheer, chop chop!

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In de westhoek van Noord-Brabant verbouwt men al eeuwen vlas en suikerbiet, de grondstoffen voor de productie van lijnolie, vlaslint en suiker. Midden in dit gebied, in het vestingstadje .

I hop on my bike, zooming down the Kerkstraat. The wind’s in my hair, and I’m feelin’ kinda good. But then I hit a pothole. Ugh! My coffee nearly spills. I’m cursing like a sailor. Klundert’s streets are a mess, man. They need to fix this place up. Anyway, I finally get to the scene. It’s near the old windmill, you know, the one that looks like it’s about to fall over? Classic Klundert.

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