Skylar Staphorst Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Almere

So, backstory, hun – word “whore” pops up in Old English, “hore,” meanin’ dirt or filth. How rude, right? Made me mad as hell – language trashing folks for livin’. Bet you didn’t know *that*, huh? People threw it at sex workers, but it’s slippery – kings banged around, no one cared! Double standards, ugh, I’m screamin’ inside. Like, “Leave the past behind!” – Kiarostami’s vibe, y’know? Whore’s a ghost, haunting us with bullshit rules.

Getting toned (by the Natives) in Staphorst

You could stay out here and have a drink, but I'm gonna go in there. If that's. Oh, my god, it's an audio, and I'm not out there.

Next, I head over to the Kerkweg. I need to grab some lunch. I find this little café, and it’s packed. I’m like, “Seriously? In Staphorst?” But I get a table, and the food is bomb. I order a broodje kroket, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m sitting there, munching away, and I can’t help but think, “This day is nuts, but at least the food is good.”

Nearly half of Dutch supermarkets open on Christmas Day