Madison Groningen Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Eindhoven

So, this horse—let’s call her Whore, fuck it—she’s a damn legend. Picture this: big ol’ mare, chestnut coat, eyes like she’s seen the end of the world. “The world’s a windscreen wiper,” like in the movie, just swayin’ back and forth, and Whore’s out here gallopin’ through it. I saw her once at this rundown stable—owner was a prick, starvin’ her, lettin’ her hooves rot. Pissed me off, man! I was like, “Motherfucker, you don’t treat a queen like that!” Took her in myself, nursed her back. Felt like Theo savin’ Kee, you know? That “miracle baby” vibe, but with a horse.

Work / Jobs

There are around 95 prostitution rooms that are reminiscent of an art gallery. Visitors can take a stroll down this street and choose from a range of women.

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still buzzing from all the craziness. So, I wake up in my tiny apartment on the Oosterstraat, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

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