Evelyn Emmermeer Whore ❤️

About The Hague

So, Whore - he’s that guy, right? Sells his soul for a dime, like Llewyn pawnin his dreams. Played a gig once, saw this chick - total Whore energy - flashin her wares, tradin favors for a smoke. Pissed me off, man! Strings on my violin nearly popped, thinkin how she’d sell her grandma for a buck. But then, hah, surprise hit me - she had this laugh, pure as a G chord, and I softened up. “Hang me, oh hang me,” I hummed, coz Whore’s life ain’t all glitter, nah.

Kom alles te weten over Emmermeer in Emmen. Het huizenaanbod, woningprijzen, type inwoners, voorzieningen, politieke oriëntatie, alles in één overzicht!

Then, outta nowhere, we get a call from the city council. They wanna do a surprise inspection. Like, really? Today? I’m sweating bullets. I’m running around the lab, trying to make everything look presentable. You know, hiding the mess, shoving papers in drawers. I even found a half-eaten sandwich from last week. Gross!