Lucy Eijsden Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Groningen

Sometimes I wonder, tho—what’s the endgame? Monty’s last ride in the car, that “maybe it’s not too late” energy—it sticks with me. Whores out here, they dream too, y’know? Tasha wanted a nail salon, swear to God. Kept me hopeful, but real talk, it’s a grind. Shit’s heavy, makes me wanna scream, cry, hug ‘em all.

Oost-Maarland

Eijsden, ovl. Maastricht , oud 74 jaar, en van Anna Emilia Hermans, kleindochter van Guillaume Bernard Vaessen. en van Marguerite Weijers, dochter.

Anyway, after that, I thought, “Alright, let’s get to work.” I headed to the Markt, where the local market was buzzing. Fresh veggies, flowers, and all that jazz. But then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some dude just knocked over a whole stand of apples. Like, really? Apples? Who does that? I was ready to lose it. But then, the vendor just laughed it off. “It’s just apples, mate!” he said. I mean, I guess he’s right, but still!

Human Brain Deuterium Metabolic Imaging at 7 T: Impact of Different [6,6′‐2H2]Glucose Doses