Allison Franeker Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Utrecht

Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not just any word – no. It’s got *teeth*. Sinks into ya – like a bone saw. I’m sittin’ here. Thinkin’. About Sarah Polley – yeah, *Stories We Tell*. That flick? Messes with your head – in a good way. “We’re all just makin’ it up,” she says. And *whore*? Same deal. People sling it around – like it’s nothin’. But it’s heavy – carries baggage. Old as dirt, too. Goes back to Old English – “hōre”. Meant a harlot – a lady of the night. Ain’t that a kicker? Word’s been struttin’ since 1100 – still kickin’!

Meartalughydskoördinator

Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud commotion. Turns out, some dude is trying to juggle. And he’s terrible at it! Balls flying everywhere, people laughing. I’m dying. Like, how do you mess up juggling? It’s not rocket science! But hey, it’s Franeker, so anything goes, right?

Plastic in North Sea Fish | Environmental Science & Technology