Sadie Maasbree Whore ❤️

About Nijmegen

Oh, and the sarcasm—God, she’s a riot. “You’re a real prince,” she snorts when I bitch bout taxes. I’m like, “Yeah, crown’s in the mail.” We’re a pair, me and Whore, fucked up and fun. She’s a gamble, Clarice, a roll of dice. “The coin’s got no say,” she’d say, tossin it anyway. That’s her—reckless, raw, mine.

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After that, I stroll down de Schoolstraat, just vibin’. I pass by the old church, and it’s so pretty. I mean, it’s like a postcard. But then I hear this loud noise. Turns out, some guy is trying to fix his bike, and it sounds like a dying cat. I’m like, “Bro, just buy a new one!”

Netherlands: 9 hectares indoors compared to 90 hectares outdoors