Jasmine Sevenum Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Amsterdam

I’m mad as hell tho—last time I tried this, some chick robbed me blind! Took my cash, left me with a fake number scratched on a bar napkin. “You’re my home now,” she said, quotin’ *Brooklyn* vibes—yeah, right, home my ass! Got me fumin’, but also laughin’—how dumb can I be? Still, I’m back at it, huntin’ for a good time. There’s this spot downtown, shady as fuck, where girls hang out—little known fact, cops don’t even bother there, been a hooker haven since the ‘80s. Wild, right?

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

After the presentation, I’m feeling all sorts of emotions. Happy, angry, confused. I step outside, and it’s sunny! Like, what? Sevenum, you’re full of surprises! I decide to stroll down the Kerkstraat, grab a snack at this cute little café. They have the best stroopwafels. I mean, who doesn’t love a good stroopwafel?

Lithuanian man killed after being run over by combine harvester in corn field