Isabelle Maastricht Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Almere

Little known story – back in ‘08, crash hit, and who bailed out the banks? Us, the damn taxpayers! Like, what the hell? “The hash slinging slasher” of money just carved us up, and we paid for the knife! Sarcasm on blast – oh, thanks, rich dudes, for lettin’ us clean up your mess. Real generous. Raised eyebrow, “Know your role,” – they think they’re untouchable, but I’d love to People’s Elbow that smirk off their faces.

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring! I mean, like, monsoon level. I dash back to the bakery, soaked to the bone. My hair’s a frizzy mess, and I’m like, “Great, just great.” I get back, and my regulars are already there, laughing at my drenched self. They’re like, “Nice look, baker!” I can’t help but laugh too. It’s all in good fun.

“The bridge gives me space to think”