Abigail Vught Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Tilburg

So, picture this—some chick, skirt hiked up, heels clickin’ like crazy. Reminds me of that scene, “Where’s the body?”—only it’s, “Where’s the cash, babe?” I swear, I saw this gal once, workin’ a corner near Queens. Total pro, battin’ lashes like she’s auditionin’ for somethin’. Made me laugh—then mad! ‘Cause, ugh, the nerve—guys honkin’, droolin’ like dogs. Grossed me out, but also—kinda impressed? She’s hustlin’, makin’ bank, no 9-to-5 crap!

All about cycling in the Netherlands

Ontdek Vught op jouw manier-Een bezoek aan Nationaal Monument Kamp Vught, een tocht door de Vughtse Heide, of een middagje toeven aan recreatieplas de IJzeren Man? De dag .

So, I keep walking, and I end up on the Molenstraat. There’s this little shop selling all kinds of quirky stuff. I’m browsing, and I find this ridiculous hat. It’s bright orange with feathers. I put it on, and I’m strutting around like I own the place. I mean, who wouldn’t want to rock that? But then, I see some old lady giving me the side-eye. I’m like, “Lady, it’s fashion!” But she just shakes her head. Whatever, right?

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