Elizabeth Hattem Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Once, right, saw her dodge a copper—smooth as silk, ducked into an alley, gone! Proper shocked me, yesss—thought she’d be nabbed for sure. “Ain’t no way to make sense of it,” I says to meself, sippin’ me cold brew. She’s a ghost, a legend—whore with a capital W, mate. Bet she’s got stories, dark ones, like bodies stashed somewhere. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, heh, but wouldn’t put it past her!

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Apr 25,  · Hattem ligt aan de Waa, een dode arm van de IJssel. Het heeft een rijke geschiedenis die – voor zover het de geschreven bronnen betreft – terug gaat tot Uit dat .

We’re all soaked, but who cares? We’re dancing like nobody’s watching. I even try to do the worm. Spoiler alert: I fail miserably. But it’s all good vibes. I’m feeling happy, like, this is what life’s about, right?

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