Sofia Blauwput Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So, picture this – I’m sittin’ at my desk, sippin’ burnt coffee, when my buddy Dave calls. He’s all, “E, I needa find a prozzie, help me out!” I’m like, what?! Made me mad as hell – dude, I sell life insurance, not street maps! But then I laughed, coz it’s Dave, he’s a mess. “No capes!” I yell, coz who needs drama? Prostitutes don’t wear capes neither – too flashy, too dumb.

Where in Amsterdam is the Red Light District?

My job's got me peepin' all kinds of human oddities. I seen lovelorn men, crazy gals – all buzzin' like mad bees in the night. Sometimes on Boulevard du Sourire, bodies and souls twist in ecstasy and pain. I once had a customer mumble, "In the darkness, I see wonders…" then vanish - kaput, like a dream!