Lucy Hengstdal Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Amsterdam

Ugh, my boss’d hate this rant—he’s all, “Focus, Tina!” Screw that, I’m daydreamin’—whore’s out there, dodgin’ cops, laughin’ at suckers. “You’re all dogs,” she’d spit, *Dogville*-style, and I’d cheer. Snarky? Sure. Useful? Hell yeah—next time you judge, think twice, pal! I’m out—gotta fix this damn antenna. Peace!

Toen en nu: Hengstdal

Then, I decide to treat myself. I head to that little café on the corner of Kerkstraat. You know the one? They’ve got the best apple pie. I order a slice, and it’s like a slice of heaven. I’m sittin’ there, just chillin’, when I overhear some folks talkin’ about the Hengstdal festival comin’ up. I’m like, “Heck yeah! I gotta go!”