Sadie Driemanspolder Whore ❤️❤️

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Oh, and get this—heard a story ‘bout a whore who conned a mayor! True stuff, 1800s, small town gig. She’d whisper, “It’s all just a dream,” like in the movie, and bam—pockets empty! Slippery as a greased pig, that one! Makes me chuckle, tho—outsmartin’ the big shots? Priceless!

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In the spring of , I took a walk in the Nieuwe Driemanspolder (abbr N3MP), a wetland that abuts Den Haag (The Hague) and Zoetermeer in Zuid Holland (South Holland). It is a pitstop .

First off, I’m cruising down the Driemanspolderweg, right? It’s like the main artery of this place. I’m jamming to some tunes, feeling good, when BAM! A pigeon decides to dive-bomb my car. Like, dude, what’s your problem? I swear, that bird had it out for me. I almost swerved into a bike lane. Not cool, man.