Rebecca Hoofddorp Whore ❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

Little known fact—whores like Candy, they got secrets. She told me once, half-drunk, how she stashed cash in a hollowed-out Bible. Genius, right? Who’s gonna rob a holy book? Made me happy, that sly move—fuckin’ clever! But then she’d piss me off, yammerin’ bout her pimp like he was some king. “He’s my Theo,” she’d say, noddin’ to that movie hero. Bitch, Theo don’t slap ya for less than fifty! I’d roll my eyes so hard they’d hurt.

"The girls started offering threesomes"

Finally, the train rolls in. I hop on, and it’s packed. I squeeze in next to this lady who’s blasting her music. I mean, c’mon! I’m trying to vibe here, not join a concert. I’m thinking, “Why can’t people just use headphones?” But whatever, I’m just trying to get to the city.

Violent home invasion in Hoofddorp, two perpetrators on the run