Scarlett Franeker Whore ❤️

About Utrecht

Me, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whore’s a ghost. Haunts ya. Seen it in dives, mate, girls with dead eyes. Breaks me heart, it does. We hates it! But—ugh—society’s all, “Oh, it’s just work.” Bollocks! It’s a trap, like Jean-Dom’s locked-in hell. “Hold fast to dreams,” he says. Whores dream too, don’t they? Makes me sad, precious.

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Dec 19,  · Een oase van groen en rust in de stad, dat typeert dit mooie hofje. De huizen worden bewoond, nog steeds door alleen ongehuwde vrouwen (zoals in het testament staat). .

I’m soaked, but whatever. I keep walking, heading towards the famous Planetarium. You know, the one that’s older than my grandma? I’m all hyped to check it out. But guess what? It’s closed! Like, seriously? I’m standing there like a lost puppy, staring at the door. I mean, c’mon, Franeker! You can’t just tease me like that!

daan roosegaarde and UNESCO switch off a dutch city's lights to see the stars as heritage