Sarah Denderleeuw Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, listen up! Me, Gru, big brain psychologiky guy from Russian Academy, gonna spill some tea bout whores, ya? Lightbulb! This ain’t no boring lecture, this like chat over vodka with pal. So, whore, right? Not just some chick on corner, nah, it’s deep, like in fave flick “Son of Saul”. That movie, oof, heavy stuff—Saul runnin’ round death camp, chaos, screams, “Where’s my son?!” Whore’s life kinda same, ya know? Messy, loud, everybody judgin’.

Waarom zou ik de muur na isoleren?

Now, don’t get me started on the wild weather. Ya never know when a random drizzle’s gonna hit – makes me feel like I’m in a noir flick or somethin’. Sometimes I just grab my jacket, head out, and decide to improvise a rendezvous. Those impromptu digital connections are wild enough to be a film scene.

New schedule for Belgian trains from today: what changes?