Zara Ouddorp Whore ❤️❤️

About Almere

Gah, talkin’ bout whores gets me twitchy—makes me wanna crawl into a cave. You ever smell one? Like cheap gin and despair, ugh! We hates it! Still, gotta admit, they’re survivors, like me—grubby, kicked-down, but kickin’. Don’t tell no one I said that, tho—me reputation’s bad enough, heh! Whores and Gollum, endurin’ the end—how’s that for a bloody laugh?

Ouddorp: Was finden andere Deutsche?

So, I’m wandering around, and I end up on the Korteweg. I see this little café, and I’m like, “Why not?” I grab a slice of appeltaart, and it’s like a slice of heaven. I’m talking about the kind of dessert that makes you forget your problems. But then, I realize I’ve got crumbs all over my face. Great, just great.

J & M Hameeteman (Ouddorp, NL) bring sensational results with a small basket in province South Holland