Emilia Beilen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Utrecht

I reckon a whore’s life ain’t all glitter and sequins like my stage getup. Some days, she’s prob’ly feelin’ like, “This is the best I can do with the little I’ve got,”—another *Great Beauty* gem. Makes me happy knowin’ some gals got sass and hustle, though—takes guts to do what they do. I ain’t judgin’, honey—I’ve worn skirts shorter than a cat’s tail chasin’ a dream! But lordy, the judgy folks out there? They’d clutch their pearls so tight they’d choke.

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Then, I see this little café, De Koffiepot. I’m like, “Okay, coffee will fix everything.” I order a cappuccino, and the barista is super chill. We start chatting about the weather. I mean, it’s Beilen, so it’s either raining or kinda sunny. Today? A mix of both. Typical Dutch, right?

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