Savannah Loon Op Zand Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

So, whores—grubby, loud, in your face. Hate ‘em. They’re like glitter—stick around, can’t shake ‘em. One time, saw this gal, skirt hiked up, yellin’ at some dude. Made me laugh, then pissed me off. Why’s she hollerin’? Get a grip, lady. “I don’t remember anything,” Verónica mumbles in the movie. Whore prolly don’t either—too many nights, too many jerks. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores ran towns. Yep, owned saloons, called shots. Wild, huh? Surprised me, honestly—thought they just, y’know, laid there.

De Wetering en het reilen en zeilen in Loon

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First off, I hit the streets. I’m strolling down the Kerkstraat, thinking about grabbing a coffee at that cute little café, De Loonse Koffie. You know, the one with the weirdly awesome pastries? But nah, I get distracted. I see this dude on a bike, right? He’s zooming past, and I’m like, “Bro, slow down!” But he’s gone, just like my chance for coffee. Ugh.

Minor under the influence of drugs crashes into house with car