Sarah Amstelveen Whore ❤️

About Almere

I’d smear it on Kee’s hideout walls – gritty as her vibe. “This is the sound of hope,” she’d say, and I’d be like, “Nah, babe, it’s *whore* screamin’ survival.” Gives me chills, swear. Ever notice how *whore* catches light? Bumpy as shit, shadows dancin’ – pure evil genius, “One million dollars!” Drivin’ me wild thinkin’ how it’d look in my lair. Prolly smells like wet dog too – adds character, yo.

When to visit the Red Light District

So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, right? The sun’s peeking through my window on the Van der Hooplaan. I’m like, “Sweet, let’s grab some coffee.” I hit up this cute little café on the corner of the Rembrandtweg. They got the best cappuccino, no cap! But guess what? They ran outta milk! Like, how do you run outta milk? It’s a café, not a desert!

The Promised Land of Pigs – A Retirement Home for Pigs Saved from Slaughterhouses