Sarah Groenewoud Whore ❤️

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But here’s the kicker – I’m countin’ coins, right, and this bloke calls his ex a “whore” loud as thunder. I’m like, “Oi, YOU SHALL NOT PASS with that attitude!” Makes me happy to shut that down, protectin’ the vibe. Reminds me of the movie again – “Love comes in waves,” it says. “Whore” don’t mean no love, just cold labels, and that pisses me off! People forget the human bit, the story behind it. Maybe she’s just tryna live, y’know?

Toen in Nijmegen: Café-Zaal Groenewoud en de ruzie die de barman fataal werd

In Het Groene Woud is het heerlijk wonen, werken en recreëren in het groen. Om dat zo te houden, hebben we jouw hulp nodig. Steun Het Groene Woud. Je krijgt er veel voor terug. .

Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, heavy rain. I’m talking torrential downpour. Everyone’s scrambling for cover. I’m standing there, soaked, thinking, “This is just perfect.” But then, I see a little kid splashing in puddles. He’s laughing, having the time of his life. And I’m like, “Okay, maybe it’s not all bad.” Kids have a way of making you see the bright side, ya know?

The “Four-in-Hand Club” enjoys the pleasures of Wethersfield and environs