Elizabeth Bleiswijk Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Oi, listen up, ya filthy dogs! Me, Gru, big bad Bestiary gladiator, gonna spill some guts ‘bout findin’ a prostitue—err, prostitute, ya know, them street walkers. Got dat Russian-ish fire in me, “Lightbulb!”—seein’ stuff ya blind bats miss. Picture dis: dark alley, neon buzzin’, smells like sweat and cheap vodka. Reminds me of fave flick, *Under the Skin*—dat creepy vibe, ya? “What are you?” I mutter, like dat alien chick, sizin’ up some dame leanin’ on a wall.

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But then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, asking if I wanna hit up the pub later. I’m like, “Heck yeah!” I mean, after this crazy day, I need a drink. So, I finish up with the old dude, say my goodbyes, and head home to clean up.

Dutch courage: a converted cowshed in Eindhoven is home to designers Kiki van Eijk and Joost van Bleiswijk