Sophie Zwijnaarde Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Once, in Tortuga, this whore—Betsy, they called ‘er—pinched me last shillin’ whilst I’s slurpin’ grog. Made me mad as a storm-tossed sea! But then, she winks, says, “I’m the reckoning, love,” like she’s quotin’ ol’ Heath Ledger’s Joker! Couldn’t stay cross—laughed me arse off, I did. She’s got guts, y’see, an’ that’s rare as a sober pirate. Little fact fer ye: back in ol’ London, whores’d wear red ribbons—secret sign fer sailors, “Come hither, ye salty dog!” Ain’t that a hoot?

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Thermo Fisher Scientific Inc. is op zoek naar een toegewijde Site Specialist om ons dynamisch team in Zwijnaarde te versterken.

Down by the river Leie, oh yeah, its waters glisten like secrets. Mellow riverside cafés let you watch life stir. I swear, once I observed a heated debate—passionate, raw!—that reminded me of a wild love affair, a bit steamy and spontaneous. Grrr, a sexologist's delight!

Dominant male terrorises Zwijnaarde “squirrel bridge”