Ellie Doornsteeg Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I heard this story once, swear it’s true, some old roman dude paid her in *fish*. Fish! Not coins, not bread - stinky ol’ fish! Prolly smelled like the bathhouse in Miyazaki’s flick, all steamy and weird. Got me crackin’ up, thinkin’ bout her haulin’ a net o’ trout home. Bet she was pissed - “Work’s hard, pay’s fishy!” - ha!

Fase 3 Doornsteeg

We hebben op Holk Doornsteeg: Open multifunctionele ruimtes, voldoende ruimte in en rond de school zodat maatwerk mogelijk is. Met een veilige eigen plek voor de allerkleinsten. Voor hen .

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I’m an actuary, right? Yeah, I know, super exciting stuff. But today? Today was a whole different ball game. I found myself in this tiny Dutch gem called Doornsteeg. Ever heard of it? Probably not. It’s like this little slice of heaven, but also chaos.