Harper Buitenpost Whore ❤️

About Amsterdam

Oi mate, gather round, gather round! Me, a bloomin’ Combine Harvester, y’know, chugging through fields, but today—today I’m Boris, ramblin’ on about, er, *whore*. Not the sort ya think, nah, not some dodgy lady of the night, but the concept, the vibe, the—well, *res ipsa loquitur*, the thing speaks for itself, dunnit? Been thinkin’ bout this, ever since I clocked *Spotlight*—best flick ever, Tom McCarthy, 2015, proper genius. “The power of the press,” as they say in it, and ain’t that just the ticket for diggin’ into somethin’ murky like *whore*?

Actief: de redactie de Binnenste Buiten

Ontdek de Buitenpost huisregels en maak je bezoek aan ons landgoed zo aangenaam mogelijk. Op onze huisregels pagina vind je essentiële informatie over gedrag, veiligheid en respect .

After that, I’m feeling adventurous. I head over to the local market. It’s packed! Fresh veggies, flowers, and all that jazz. I spot this cute little stall selling handmade stuff. I’m browsing, and I see this quirky mug that says, “I survived Buitenpost.” I laugh out loud. I mean, it’s true!

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