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About Groningen

So, this one time, in Tortuga—ha!—I met this lass, Molly, a proper whore with a laugh like cannon fire. She’d fleece ye fer gold, then wink like ye owed *her*. Made me angry, it did, ‘cause I’m the pirate, not the pillaged! But damn, she was clever—hid her stash in a hollow peg leg. Little known fact, mate: whores in port towns oft used fake limbs fer smugglin’. Crafty, eh? Savvy?

Woś pyta Zandberga: Skąd pan się właściwie wziął, panie Zandberg?

Whore Netherlands, Rimming, Deep Throat, Kissing if good chemistry, Deep Throat. Zandberg · Alblasserdam · Rozenburg · Tubbergen · Oud-Gastel · Hattem.

Then, I see this couple having a picnic. They’re laughing, sharing food, and I’m just sitting there, feeling all lonely. I mean, I love my sheep, but sometimes you just wanna be part of the fun, ya know?

Hubert Zandberg Curates a Resplendent London Residence with Elements of the Past and Present