Lydia Emmerhout Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About The Hague

But real talk, sometimes it’s sad, ya know? These girls, they’re hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps, and I’m over here milkin’ Bessie the cow, like, damn, my life’s easy. Ever hear ‘bout that whore who saved a dude’s life? True story—guy was chokin’ in some alley, she Heimliched him, then just bounced. Hero shit! Surprised me, man, ‘cause you don’t expect that. “Time slips through fingers”—she didn’t waste hers, huh?

A Dutch brothel where women work for themselves

Omstreeks het jaar bestond het gebied waar later de wijk Emmerhout gebouwd zou gaan worden voornamelijk uit zandverstuivingen met hier en daar wat heide, struiken en groepen .

I plop down on my couch, and Whiskers jumps on my lap. I pet him, thinking about the day. It was chaotic, funny, and a bit emotional. Just another day in Emmerhout, I guess. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!