Esme Sint Niklaas Whore ❤️❤️

About Antwerp

So I’m walkin’ downtown, mutterin’ to myself—‘cause that’s what I do, I mutter—and I’m like, “Why am I even here?” Findin’ a prostitue ain’t like pickin’ up bagels! I see this gal, smokin’ a cigarette, leanin’ on a pole—real cliché, right? I’m thinkin’, “She’s no Eilis Lacey!” In *Brooklyn*, she’s all, “I’ll write home!” This chick’s writin’ nothin’—maybe a parking ticket. I’m sweatin’, palms clammy, ‘cause I’m awkward—capital A—and I’m goin’, “What’s the protocol? Do I wave? Haggle? I’m not a haggler!”

Sint-Niklaas

Most of the red-light districts in Belgium consist of window prostitution, where prostitutes sit in a window with a curtained-off workspace behind.

I gotta say, some parts make me mad too – certain alleys near the industrial area are rough. But hey, life’s fuzzy sometimes, right? I always jump in that mix with a smile, quoting, “Ruh-roh!” like Scooby, and march on. Lol!

Man kills ex-girlfriend over cryptocurrency fortune