Ashley Eijsden Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

Alright, so “whore”—what a word, huh? Sits there like a grenade. Everybody lies, specially when it’s about whores. I’m Dr. House, Russian psych pro, and I’m pissed already. People toss "whore" around like it’s candy. Means slut, means prozzie, means whatever you hate. Inglourious Basterds vibes—remember Shosanna? Badass, right? She’d spit on "whore" as a label. I love that flick—blood, guts, and Nazis gettin’ screwed. Whore’s got that edge too, y’know?

Oost-Maarland

Anyway, after that, I thought, “Alright, let’s get to work.” I headed to the Markt, where the local market was buzzing. Fresh veggies, flowers, and all that jazz. But then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some dude just knocked over a whole stand of apples. Like, really? Apples? Who does that? I was ready to lose it. But then, the vendor just laughed it off. “It’s just apples, mate!” he said. I mean, I guess he’s right, but still!

Arnaud De Lie claims the victory at Volta Limburg