Bella Pijnacker Prostitute ❤️

About Rotterdam

Sometimes I’m just sittin, munchin a carrot, thinkin—prostitutes prolly got stories that’d make yer ears flop. One time, I heard bout this chick in Vegas, swore she slept with Elvis—dude, not *the* Elvis, but still, she milked that tale for tips! Cracked me up, doc, she’s a hustler AND a comedian. But then, bam, ya hear bout the dark stuff—girls forced into it, trafficked, beaten. That shit burns me up, makes me wanna chomp somethin harder than a carrot.

Prostitution

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So, I’m fuming a bit, but whatever. I keep walking. I hit up the Pijnacker-Nootdorp train station. I’m waiting for my train to The Hague. I’m scrolling through my phone, and then I hear this loud commotion. Turns out, some dude is arguing with the ticket machine. Like, bro, it’s just a machine! Chill out! But he’s going off, yelling at it like it’s a person. I can’t help but laugh. I mean, who argues with a ticket machine?

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