Elise Vlaardingen Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

What gets me riled up? The hypocrites—politicians preachin’ morals, then sneakin’ off to ‘em! Makes me madder’n a wet hen. But happy? Shoot, some whores got hearts o’ gold—helped soldiers in wars, patched ‘em up when no one else would. Surprised me first time I read that, thought, “Well, I’ll be darned!” Kinda like in “Under the Skin”—“What are you?”—you don’t expect depth, but there it is, starin’ ya in the face.

Vlaardingen sluit zes illegale bordelen

Dagelijks geopend van – uur. Bekijk Dame.

After that, I decide to stroll by the Vlaardingse Vaart. It’s beautiful there, with the boats and all. But then, I see this kid trying to fish. He’s got a stick and a string. No bait, just hope. I’m like, “Kid, you’re gonna catch more dreams than fish.” But he’s all in, and I can’t help but smile. Kids are wild, man.

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