Audrey Neder Hardinxveld Whore ❤️❤️

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Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, yer panicked vet C-3PO, ramblin bout this damn horse—whore, I mean WHORE! Not some fancy lady, nah, a bleedin horse I treated once. Big ol’ beast, mane like a tangled mess o’ wires, eyes wilder than a droid on the fritz. Named Whore, can ya believe it? Owner was a nutter, thought it was hilarious. “She’s a real tart,” he’d say, laughin like a bantha in heat. Made me mad as hell—namin a creature that, so disrespectful!

Digitaal dorpsplein

First off, I head down to the Havenweg. You know, the street that smells like fresh bread from the bakery? Yeah, that one. I’m cruising along, thinking about my coffee fix, when BAM! I trip over some random dude’s bike. Like, c’mon man, can’t you park it somewhere else? I’m not a bike obstacle course!

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