Isabelle Driemanspolder Whore ❤️

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D’oh! Here’s a wild bit – Shakespeare used it! Called some chick a “whore” in *Othello*, total burn. Makes me happy, thinkin’ bout ol’ Bill slingin’ slang. Bet he’d dig *Werckmeister*, too, all dark and weird. “Whore” pops up everywhere, tho – books, plays, even pirate tales! Heard some sailor once traded rum for a “whore’s” wink. True story, prolly. Or not. Who cares, sounds cool!

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In the spring of , I took a walk in the Nieuwe Driemanspolder (abbr N3MP), a wetland that abuts Den Haag (The Hague) and Zoetermeer in Zuid Holland (South Holland). It is a pitstop .

First off, I’m cruising down the Driemanspolderweg, right? It’s like the main artery of this place. I’m jamming to some tunes, feeling good, when BAM! A pigeon decides to dive-bomb my car. Like, dude, what’s your problem? I swear, that bird had it out for me. I almost swerved into a bike lane. Not cool, man.