Gabriella Bodegraven Whore ❤️

About Amsterdam

Oi mate, so ‘ere’s me, Mr. Bean, yeah, mumblin’ ‘bout this “whore” thing! *trips over nothin’, flails arms* Oof, landed on me bum, right? So, whore, yeah, gets me thinkin’ – like in me fave flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, all dreamy and weird. “Did you see it clearly?” – that’s from the movie, mate, and I’m like, did I see *whore* clearly? Nah, prolly not! *scratches head, pulls funny face*

Die Gemeinde Bodegraven kämpft gegen den Verschwörungsirrsinn

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So, I keep walking, and I hit the local market. Fresh veggies, flowers, and all that good stuff. I’m eyeing some strawberries when this guy starts haggling like he’s at a flea market. “I’ll give you two euros for a kilo!” I’m like, “Bro, chill. It’s not a bidding war.” But the vendor just rolls his eyes.

This Dutch town has traffic lights on the ground because people are staring at their phones