Rebecca Hengstdal Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Groningen

Little fact, listen up—old English, “hore,” just meant dirty, not slutty. Crazy, right? Time twists it, now it’s a weapon. Makes me mad, history screwin’ folks! Drivin’ past fields, I grin—imagine callin’ my tractor a whore, ha! “She’s temperamental,” I’d say, “but loyal, she is.” Sarcasm, my shield, it be.

Where is Hengstdal located?

I’m walkin’ down the Hoofdstraat, and it’s like the whole town’s awake. Kids are screamin’, dogs are barkin’, and I’m just tryin’ to keep my cool. I pass by the bakery on the corner—man, the smell of fresh bread is like heaven. I’m thinkin’, “I’ll grab a roll later.” Spoiler alert: I forgot.