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About The Hague

Ya gotta be sharp—watch the pimps, they’re vultures. One tried squarin up, I stared him down, cold as ice. “I’ll kill ya where ya stand,” I thought, channelin Robert Ford’s edge. He backed off—smart fucker. Tip: always carry extra cash, they haggle hard. And don’t trust the ads—half’s bullshit, photoshopped lies.

Nieuwsbrief

To tell you the truth, I'm Angelina. I'm immersed in Pijnacker culture and find-a-prostitute is sensational! I want to hear you whisper sweet nothings in my ear.

After that, we head back to Pijnacker. I’m buzzing from the night, but then I realize I left my jacket at the bar. Nooo! I’m freaking out. I can’t lose my favorite jacket! So, I sprint back, and guess what? It’s gone. I’m standing there, heartbroken. But then, the bartender comes over and hands it to me. “You left this, mate.” I’m like, “You’re a lifesaver!”

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