Luna Sleeuwijk Whore ❤️

About The Hague

Sometimes I think—whores are me, y’know? Outcasts, tricksters, thumbin noses at the gods. “This is not your grave,” I’d tell em, quotin Lynch, “but you’re welcome to it.” Hah! They’d get it—dark humor’s their bread n butter. One time, this lass—Peggy, maybe?—she nicked a bloke’s wallet mid-shag, then bought me a pint. “To mischief,” she toasted, and I near choked laughin.

Stel je vraag

De Werken en Sleeuwijk was a municipality in the Dutch province of North Brabant. It covered the village of Sleeuwijk, and the small river De Werken. The municipality existed until , when .

Later, I’m walking back home, and I pass by the old windmill. It’s such a vibe, man. I stop to take a pic, and this random dog runs up to me. I’m like, “Hey buddy, where’s your owner?” But the dog just stares at me like I’m the one who’s lost. Classic.

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