Penelope Enschede Whore ❤️

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Lemme tell ya, I once saw this gal – total *whore* legend – outside a dive bar, 3 a.m., screamin’ at some dude who stiffed her. “You think I’m cheap?!” she hollers, tossin’ a shoe at his head. I was *living* for it! Made me happy as hell – that fire, that chaos! Reminded me of *Ten*, when the driver’s sister says, “Men are all the same.” Truth, dahling! This gal was no doormat, no sir. She was *whore* incarnate – unapologetic, loud, a freakin’ tornado.

Safety rating

Check out these ideas and get ready to experience Enschede at night. When the night falls, the Oude Markt in Enschede becomes the place to be in Enschede. Drink a Grolsch beer with .

First off, I’m running late. Classic me. I spill my coffee all over my favorite shirt. Ugh! It’s like, “Great start, dude.” I rush out, dodging cyclists on the Van Heekplein. Those guys are like ninjas on wheels. One almost took me out! I’m like, “Chill, bro! I’m just trying to live!”

Open letter to the Executive Board: cut ties with Israel