Olivia Zandvoort Whore ❤️

About Utrecht

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout this “whore” business—hah, what a mess! I’m Loki, y’know, smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and all that jazz. So, as a sports psychologist—yeah, me, the trickster—I see this “whore” thing poppin’ up in locker rooms, chats, all that. Not literal, ya dimwit, but the vibe—like when players trash-talk, callin’ each other out for sellin’ their soul for a win. “You’re a whore for that trophy!” they’d yell, and I’d smirk, thinkin’, *Oh, mortals, so predictable.*

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So, I roll into Zandvoort, right? First thing I see is the beach. The sand looks like gold dust. I’m thinkin’, “Dude, I could build a sandcastle here.” But nah, I’m not here for that. I’m here to chill after a long week of chopping trees.

Could history repeat itself for McLaren at Zandvoort?