Ava Feijenoord Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I’m standin’ here, runnin’ this creaky ol’ elevator, thinkin’ bout them ladies of the night, y’know? Like, whores got this vibe—mysterious, gritty, real. Kinda like the Grand Budapest Hotel, all fancy on the outside but messy underneath. “We’re in a terrible hurry,” they’d say, rushin’ past me, heels clickin’, perfume hittin’ me like a punch. I see ‘em, workin’ the streets, and I’m like—damn, they OWN the shadows, mate.

Analyse update • Scorende vermogen blijft bedroevend; Feyenoord dankt vooral Paixão

Bekijk hieronder de teams die meedoen uit de wijk Feijenoord en het adres van het voetbalveldje of voetbalpleintje waar zij de thuiswedstrijden spelen.

But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs past me, and I trip over my own feet. I’m on the ground, potatoes rolling everywhere. I’m like, “Great, just great!” But the kid stops, helps me up, and says, “Sorry, mister!” I can’t help but chuckle. Kids, man. They’re the best.

Rotterdam: “At least listen to Red De Kuip”