Mia Bunnik Find A Prostitute ❤️

About The Hague

So, I’m cruisin’ the backroads, lookin’ for a gal who’s, uh, “available,” right? Ain’t no Craigslist for this gig no more—learned that the hard way! Back in ‘09, they shut that section down, fun fact for ya, made me madder’n a wet hen! Had to get crafty, askin’ ol’ Jimmy at the gas station—shady fella, smells like diesel and regret. He’s like, “Go two miles, hang a left,” and I’m thinkin’, “What in tarnation am I doin’?”

You’re Temporarily Blocked

After the meeting, I decide to grab a bite. I hit up this little café on the corner of the Dorpsstraat. The food is bomb, but the service? Not so much. I order a sandwich, and it takes forever. I’m sitting there, scrolling through my phone, and I see a pic of the Bunnik Castle. I’ve lived here forever, and I still haven’t visited it. What’s wrong with me?

Why Sri Lanka is good for the soul