Ashley Hilversum Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Amsterdam

Alright, man, let’s dive in—whore! Tony Robbins style, baby, UNLEASH THE POWER WITHIN! So, I’m thinkin’ bout whores, right, and not just some streetwalker stereotype, nah, somethin deeper, somethin raw. Like in my fave flick, *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*—that Romanian gut-punch from ’07. Whore ain’t just a word, it’s a vibe, a struggle, a freakin’ scream in the dark! Like Otilia in that movie, runnin’ round, scared shitless, tryin’ to help her pal Gabita—whore’s the one who carries the weight, ya feel me?

14 x to do rond kerst in Hilversum en 't Gooi

I hit up my fave spot, Café de Buren, on the Gijsbrecht van Amstelstraat. The barista knows my order by heart. I mean, who doesn’t love a good cappuccino? But today, they were out of oat milk. Like, seriously? I almost lost it. I mean, how can you call yourself a café without oat milk? I settled for regular milk, but it just wasn’t the same. Ugh.

A museum without screens: The Media Museum of Sound and Vision in Hilversum