Natalie Hoofddorp Whore ❤️

About Breda

Whore ain’t no basic broad, nah. She’s out there, hustlin’, got that “Witness me!” energy, screamin’ through the streets. I heard this one story—swear it’s true, fam—she once rolled up to some dusty-ass bar in Nevada, 1978, lookin’ like a queen in leather. Dudes was shook, droppin’ their beers, ‘cause Whore don’t play. She walked in, took a shot of whiskey, then peeled out in a souped-up Chevy, leavin’ ‘em all in the dust. That’s some “I live, I die, I live again!” shit right there, ya feel me?

Hookups in Hoofddorp

Bit of a random question, but how can I figure out the hierarchy of Dutch swear words? What I mean by that, in English the words damn is less offensive than fuck, which is less offensive .

As the night goes on, I realize how much I love Hoofddorp. It’s quirky, it’s fun, and it’s full of surprises. I mean, who knew a day could be so wild? I head home, exhausted but happy. What a day, right? Can’t wait for the next adventure!

Violent home invasion in Hoofddorp, two perpetrators on the run