Anastasia Emmer Compascuum Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

So, whores, yeah? Been around forever, mate. Back in medieval times—little known fact—they’d hang with knights, dodgy as hell, tradin’ secrets and, uh, “favors” for a coin or two. Surprised me, that did! Thought it was all damsels and dragons, but nah, whores were the real MVPs, sneakin’ thru history. Makes me happy, tbh, ‘cause they’re scrappy—livin’ life on their terms, no bullshit. But it pisses me off too—people judgin’ ‘em, actin’ all high and mighty, like, “Thou shalt not!” Screw that noise.

Openingstijden

Vereniging, sinds BTW-nummer. NL B

So, I’m standing there, fuming, when I get a whiff of something else. It was this amazing floral scent. I follow it, and boom! I find this little flower shop on de Hoofdstraat. The owner, this sweet old lady, was arranging bouquets. I told her, “Lady, you’ve got a gift!” She smiled, and I swear, it lit up the whole street. I bought a bunch of tulips, because why not? They were bright and cheerful, just like me—well, when I’m not hangry.

Airbus Shows Offshore H175 at Helitech