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Favorite bit? When they laugh—proper cackle, y’know? Happiest sound in the galaxy. Dunno, man, somethin’ bout prostitutes just—*whoosh*—blows my mind. They’re out there, survivin’, while we’re all judgin’ like pricks. “You’re my only friend,” I’d tell her, like Oskar in the film. Cosmic truth—they’re human, innit? Screw the haters, they deserve a bloody medal. Or at least a lift ride to somewhere safe. *Beep boop*—over and out, mate!

Prostitutie

Zoek snel en gemakkelijk op basis van GPS een sekswerker in jouw buurt.

Finally, my train arrives. I hop on, and it’s packed. I squeeze into a corner, trying not to touch anyone. You know that awkward train dance? Yeah, I’m doing that. But then, this sweet old lady sits next to me. She starts chatting about her garden in Pijnacker. I’m like, “Wow, lady, you’re living the dream!” She’s got all these flowers and veggies. I’m just trying to keep my eyes open, but she’s so passionate. I can’t help but smile.

Dutch municipalities’ keen interest in geothermal energy use