Nadia Frankhuis Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Groningen

So, like, I knew this one whore—let’s call her Sally, ‘kay? Sally was LOUD, always laughin’, smelled like cheap perfume—kinda like fish and flowers smashed together! Reminds me of that line, “I played for her, she smiled.” ‘Cept Sally ain’t smilin’ for art, nah, she’s smilin’ for cash! Made me happy seein’ her strut, tho—she owned it, y’know? But then—BOOM—some jerk yells at her, calls her trash. Pissed me OFF! I’m like, “Hey, leave her alone, ya barnacle!” Felt like that scene where dude’s hidin’—so tense, so unfair!

Het Dagboek

In July , Anne Frank and her family went into hiding. Anne was frightened to be found. Victor Kugler suggested hiding the entrance.

Suddenly, I hear this loud music. I look over, and there’s a street performer on the corner of Korte Kerkstraat. He’s playin’ the guitar like a rockstar. I’m feelin’ it! I toss him a couple of euros. He winks at me. I’m like, “Am I famous now?”

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