Lydia Zeven Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Gets me mad tho—people judgin’ her, callin’ her trash. Pisses me off! She’s outsmartin’ em all, laughin’ to the bank. Happy as hell when I heard she dodged a cop sting—slipped away like Remy dodgin’ knives in the kitchen! Surprised me too, heard she’s got a kid somewhere—keeps it hush-hush. Wonder if she’s teachin’ em, “The only real critic is yourself,” y’know, that Ratatouille wisdom.

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Oh man, I get so excited, I nearly forget – pun intended – that this city has some quirks! Look, the north end in West Zeven, near the old train station – total hidden gem, that place’s packed with tiny cafes and bars run by the kind of folks who know how to live, like, seriously, who cares about pristine perfection? And do you know what? I once got mad at some tourist who mistook our famous Old Bridge over Jeetze for a subway entrance – unbelievable, right? I mean, come on, folks!

Royal Netherlands Navy’s frigate ‘Zr.Ms. De Zeven Provinciën’ is back at sea