Isabelle Aarle Rixtel Whore ❤️

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So, picture this—some gal workin the streets, heels clickin like a nervous brush on canvas. She’s out there, bold as a big ol’ oak, but soft too, like a whisper. Makes me think of Bill Murray, mumblin, “What did you do today?”—and her answer’d be a zinger, prolly somethin saucy! Hah, cracks me up.

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↑ Boek:van Ricstelle tot Aarle-Rixtel. Jean Coenen blz 24; ↑ Boek:van Ricstelle tot Aarle-Rixtel. Jean Coenen blz 24; ↑ Boek:van Ricstelle tot Aarle.

Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, chasing a soccer ball. He kicks it, and it goes straight into the pond. I’m cracking up! The kid’s face is priceless. He’s like, “Noooo!” I’m laughing so hard, I almost spill my coffee. The ducks are just chilling, like, “Not our problem, bro.”

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