Stella Dronten Whore ❤️❤️

About The Hague

What pisses me off? Hypocrisy! Politicians preach purity, then sneak off to whores at night—c’mon, man! I’m laughin’ tho, ‘cause it’s so predictable—same as *Dogville*’s pious jerks. “You’re all fools!” I’d scream at ‘em. Happiest I get? Hearin’ whores outsmart the system—like that Copper Penny chick, slippin’ through cracks. Surprised me too—didja know whores in medieval times paid taxes? Called it “sin tax”—hilarious, right? Government’s pimpin’ ‘em too!

The Dodo: The Bird that drew the short straw

So, I grab my drink and head to the market on the Markt. It’s buzzing, people everywhere. I’m dodging strollers and old folks like I’m in some kind of obstacle course. I spot this vendor selling fresh stroopwafels. I can’t resist. I buy one, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs into me, and my stroopwafel goes flying! I’m standing there, mouth agape, watching it land on the ground like it’s in slow-mo. I’m like, “Nooooo!”

No trains between Lelystad and Dronten until Sept. 15