Rose Kranenburg Whore ❤️

About Essen

Oi, precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, agronomist, yesss, loves dirt, plants, and—whore! Not that kind, nasty hobbitses, I mean *horehound*, the weed! Grows wild, stinky, sneaky—like me! Hiss! Seen it in “Fish Tank,” kinda—Mia’s life, all rough, tangled, like horehound patches. “Everything’s spinning, innit?” she’d say, kickin’ through it. Me too, skulkin’ round fields, sniffin’ it out.

Nütterdener Bordell-Chef sitzt in Haft

Net over de Duitse grens, in het groene heuvelachtige gebied tussen Kleve en Nijmegen, ligt aan de Via Romana het grensstadje Kranenburg. Het op het eerste oog rustige stadje is één van .

I gotta say, my heart races on busy days on Platz der Freiheit – yeah, that’s our freakin’ Freedom Square – where the town gathers, ebullient! But oh, man, the sound of a brief heavy rain—splish, splash on those ancient cobbles—reminds me life’s short, like that poignant line, "everything he dreamed of is real" in that Spielberg movie.

Four Pastors Elected as Officers of Synod 2023