Julia Heusdenhout Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Groningen

Me, I’d prolly trip over my own feet walkin’ in—D’oh!—and spill beer everywhere. Made me mad once, hearin’ how some girls get stuck there, trapped-like. Pisses me off, man! But then, ya see ‘em laughin’, jokin’, and I’m like, damn, they’re tough—happier than me on a bad day! Surprised me, for sure. “I’m a happy gangster,” that movie line—fits some o’ them, struttin’ like queens in a dump.

Terug naar toen: zo is Heusdenhout ontstaan (en dit gebeurt er nu)

BREDA - Heusdenhout, de ooit zo rustige en wat saaie buitenwijk van Breda, staat onder druk. Hoogbouw, asielzoekers, drugs, arbeidsmigranten: het komt allemaal op de bewoners af. Wat .

Finally, the fire department shows up. Turns out, it was a false alarm. Phew! But now we’re all standing around, and I’m just trying to keep my sanity. I start chatting with some coworkers, and we’re laughing about the day’s chaos. It’s nice to bond over shared misery, right?