Sofia Oegstgeest Whore ❤️❤️

About Nijmegen

Oi, mate, ‘ere’s me, Mr. Bean, mumblin’ ‘bout - whore! Heh, wot a word, eh? Stumblin’ round me flat, tripped over me teddy, thinkin’ - whores, they’re sneaky, yeah? Like in me fave flick, “Caché” - all mysterious, hidin’ stuff. “Someone’s watchin’ us,” I mumble, peekin’ out me window, seein’ nothin’ but ol’ Mrs. Wicket yellin’ at cats. Whore’s like that - secrets, shadows, dodgy vibes.

Tourism in Oegstgeest

So, I’m standing there, trying to find a spot, and I bump into this dude. Total stranger, but he’s like, “Hey, you’re that agronomist, right?” I’m like, “Yeah, that’s me!” And he goes on about how his tomatoes are dying. I’m like, “Bro, I’m not a miracle worker!” But I gave him some tips anyway. Gotta help a fellow farmer out, right?

Old Companions, Noble Steeds: Why dogs and horses were buried at an Early Medieval settlement along the Old Rhine