Gabriella Zaltbommel Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, folks, gather ‘round—here’s the deal. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, y’know, the oldest gig in town. Makes me chuckle, ‘cause—c’mon, man—who doesn’t got a story? Back in Scranton, we had this gal, Mary Lou, swear she was a “lady of the night.” Worked the corner by the old gas station. Folks’d whisper, “She’s trouble,” but—shoot—she was sweet as pie. Gave half her cash to stray dogs. Ain’t that somethin’? Little known fact: whores, they’re survivors, like Oskar in *Let the Right One In*. “Let me in,” she’d say, battin’ those lashes—pure street poetry.

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Zaltbommel was an important town in the Middle Ages. It withstood various sieges by the Spanish during the Eighty Years’ War and was home to Maarten van Rossum, Charles, Duke of .

Then, outta nowhere, I bump into my old mate, Jeroen. We start chatting, and he’s telling me about this new café on the Zandstraat. Apparently, they have the best apple pie. I’m like, “Dude, let’s go!” So, we head over, and I’m already drooling thinking about that pie.

The changes to non-compete laws in the Netherlands from 2025