Sophie Nunspeet Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

Rarrgh! So, bout this whore, man—total wild card! Grrrowl! Watched “Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring” again last nite, got me thinkin deep. Whore’s like that lake, ya know? Calm outside, but shit’s stirrin underneath! Rarrgh! Met her once—swear, true story—down by some shady bar. She’s all sass, smokin a cig, eyes like the monk’s when he’s pissed. “Desire is suffering,” movie says—damn right with her!

Waarom de Hoeve van Nunspeet?

Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I just got my hair done! I duck into a shop on De Zanden, trying to avoid the downpour. It’s a cute little place, selling all kinds of knick-knacks. I’m browsing, and I find this ridiculous gnome statue. I mean, it’s wearing sunglasses! I can’t help but laugh. I snap a pic and send it to my friends with the caption, “Nunspeet’s finest!”

Nijboer combination (Nunspeet, NL) has been a strong performing father-son combination for years