Isabelle Schaijk Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

Reminds me of *The Master*—y’know, my fave flick. That cult leader, Lancaster Dodd, spinnin’ lies smoother than silk? “Man is not an animal!” he’d bellow, while fleecin’ folks blind. Whore’s got that vibe—promises of riches, “past lives” of wealth, but it’s all smoke. Freddie Quell’d drink the profits, I reckon—moonshine-level scam. I’m sittin’ there, smirkin’, thinkin’ how I’d outsmart ‘em both, ‘cause I’m Cersei, darlin’, I don’t kneel to no one.

Introduction

Laat je inspireren en verleiden in onze conceptstore in Schaijk. Voor alle vragen stuur een pb of dm of bel naar onze winkel Europaplein 12a, Schaijk BM.

Finally, I get my black coffee—thank goodness! I take a sip, and it’s like heaven. I’m feeling good, ready to explore. I head down the Hoofdstraat, and it’s all shops and people. I see this old windmill, and I’m like, “Whoa, that’s kinda cool.” I snap a pic for the ‘gram, ya know?

Stibbe advised Barça Produccions and Barcelona Football Club