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About Rotterdam

But—ugh—some stuff burns me. Cops hasslin’ ‘em, like they’re trash. Or pimps—slimy jerks—beatin’ ‘em down. Saw Jenny with a black eye once—nearly cried, man. She shrugged, “Part of the gig.” Tough as nails, that one. Reminds me of Varda’s potato lady—bent, but still growin’. Whores got stories—secret ones. Like, didja know medieval whores had guilds? Fuckin’ unions, man! Badass.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Prostitute Netherlands, Facesitting, Dirtytalk, Kissing if good chemistry, Dirtytalk.

So, I roll outta bed, right? It’s like 7 AM, and I’m already feelin’ the weight of the world. Dinteloord’s quiet, like, too quiet. You know that feeling? Like the calm before the storm? Yeah, that. I grab my gear, head out to the streets.

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