Ava Vriezenveen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Eindhoven

Picture this—me, starin’ at whore, thinkin’, “You’re a real piece of work.” Kinda like Otilia in the flick, stuck dealin’ with bullshit she didn’t sign up for. “It’s all set now,” she says—ha, famous last words. Whore’s the same—looks “set,” then bam, your farm’s a graveyard. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d rather limp than trust this weed.

Klaar om jouw bedrijf in de schijnwerpers te zetten?

Wist je dat een Vriezenvener in de Tweede Wereldoorlog de grootste bankroof in Nederland ooit pleegde? Dat in dit kleine dorp één van de grootste branden in de Nederlandse geschiedenis .

First off, I hit the streets. I’m cruising down the Hoofdstraat, thinking about grabbing a coffee at that cute little café, De Koffieboon. But nah, I see this massive line. Like, what’s up with that? It’s just coffee, people! I mean, it’s not like they’re serving gold-plated lattes or something. So, I bail and head towards the park instead.

Netherlands transfers dozens of military vehicles to Jordan