Hazel De Heeg Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Amsterdam

I dig whores, tho—honest outlaws, y’know? They don’t bullshit around. Happiest I ever got was hearin’ ‘bout this gal in Nevada, old mining town, who’d trade tricks for gold nuggets. Kept ‘em in a jar, clinkin’ like pirate loot! “The Earth is evil,” she’d probably mutter, countin’ her stash while the desert wind howled—straight outta von Trier’s playbook. Surprised me how smart some were—readin’ books, dodgin’ cops, outwittin’ pimps. Tough as nails, man!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

I call De-Greiden my home and whore is remarkable! I want to hear you whisper sweet nothings in my ear. I treasure French Kissing and Dirtytalk above all else.

So, I’m on my way to meet a client, right? Just a regular insurance claim. But then, outta nowhere, I see this dude on a bike. He’s flying down the street, and I’m like, “Dude, slow down!” But nah, he’s got places to be. Next thing I know, he swerves to avoid a pigeon and BAM! He crashes right into a lamppost. I’m standing there, mouth agape, thinking, “Is this real life?”

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