Anna Dokkum Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Groningen

Dude, so I’m a violin maker, right? Keanu Reeves style – stoic brevity, “Whoa.” This chick, Whore, she’s wild. Not her real name, obvs, but fits. She’s loud, brash, total opposite of my violins. Craftin’ strings calms me, but Whore? She’s chaos. Reminds me of “Far From Heaven” – that tension, y’know? Cathy’s all perfect, then bam, secrets spill. Whore’s like that – hidden layers, messy vibes.

Nieuwsbrief

So, I wake up early, like, way too early. The sun’s barely peekin’ over the rooftops. I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be a breeze.” Ha! Little did I know. I grab my coffee from the local café on de Dijk. Best coffee in town, no joke. I’m sippin’ it, feelin’ all fancy, when I hear this loud honkin’. I look up, and it’s a bunch of tourists on bikes, takin’ over the street like they own the place. I’m like, “Yo, this ain’t Amsterdam!”

Glints of eternity in a dragonfly's wings