Anastasia Franeker Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Swingin’ back to the movie, I’m channelin’ that “charm and elegance” vibe – gotta stay suave even when hoar’s got me by the short ‘n’ curlies! I tell my crew, “Keep it groovy, lads, we’ll beat this icy cat!” – and we do, with heaters and grit. So yeah, hoar’s a pain in my arse, but I dig the challenge – keeps me sharp, keeps me shaggin’ the system! What’s your take, mate? Ever fought the frost? Peace out, yeah, baby!

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I finally make my way to the old church, the Grote Kerk. It’s massive and beautiful. I’m standing there, just soaking it all in. But then, I hear this weird noise. I look up, and there’s a pigeon just chilling on the roof, cooing like it owns the place. I’m like, “Dude, you’re not the king of Franeker!”

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