Anna Berkel En Rodenrijs Whore ❤️

About Eindhoven

Sometimes, tho, it’s sad, ja? Society’s all, “Oh, she’s dirty,” and I’m like, “Shut yer trap, she’s survivin’!” Gets me mad, all dese judgy losers. Dey don’t see da strength, da hustle. I’d tell her, “Pump it up, babe, you’re unstoppable!” Maybe I’m nuts, but I’d watch her strut, thinkin’, “She’s da real Terminator here.” Hah, imagine her wit a shotgun—BOOM—takin’ no shit!

In de buurt van Berkel En Rodenrijs

Finally, I get home, exhausted but grateful. I plop down on my couch, and I’m like, “What a wild ride.” I think about the day, the ups and downs, and I realize that’s life, right? Full of surprises, just like this little town. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Well, maybe a sunny beach somewhere, but you get the point!

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