Ivy Roden Whore ❤️

About Utrecht

Gets me thinkin’ – could it fix me voice? All them screams, throat’s knackered. Whore’s like, “I’m here, Ozzy, chill!” – sarcastic little bugger in me head. Surprised me, tho – ain’t mainstream, barely a whisper online. Some nutter in a basement prob’ly brewin’ it now, dodgy as fuck. “David’s got his mum back!” – like in *A.I.*, whore’s givin’ life, but messy, chaotic life.

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Roden Winter, 52, a former English teacher and mother-of-two sons from Brooklyn ’s upmarket Park Slope neighbourhood, had readied herself for much of the criticism that’s been aimed at .

Then, I decide to stroll down de Hoofdstraat. It’s a nice street, full of shops and cafes. I’m just vibing, listening to some tunes, when I see this dude trying to parallel park. I mean, come on! He’s going back and forth like he’s in a dance-off. I’m standing there, laughing my ass off. Finally, he nails it, but not before he almost takes out a bike parked on the side. Classic Roden moment, right?

Roden’s Ace Leads Frogs at Sahalee