Penelope Matendonk Prostitute ❤️

About Breda

Oi mate, gather round! As an economist, I reckon prostitutes are bloody fascinating—like, they’re the unsung heroes of the market, yeah? Supply, demand, all that jazz, workin’ in the shadows. We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight in the alleys, to keep their trade alive! Picture this: a lass in fishnets, heels clickin’ like a metronome, she’s a bleedin’ entrepreneur, ain’t she? Reminds me of *Only Lovers Left Alive*—you know, my fave flick—where Adam drones on, “Entropy increases, darling.” Prostitutes, they’re battlin’ that chaos daily, tradin’ flesh for quid, keepin’ the world spinnin’.

A brothel village: The legal red-light district in Bangladesh

First off, I hit up the local bakery on Hoofdstraat. Best croissants ever! I’m talking flaky, buttery goodness. But guess what? They were out of my fave chocolate ones. Ugh! I was ready to throw a fit. Like, how do you run out of choc croissants? It’s a crime, I swear. So, I settled for a plain one. Not the same, man.