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About Rotterdam

I mean “hoar” like frost, ya know?

Deze hoeren ontvangen jou bij hun thuis in Udenhout

Whore, Facesitting (give) for extra charge, Kissing if good chemistry, Striptease/Lapdance, Kissing if good chemistry.

Then I hit up the local market on the Markt. Man, the smell of fresh stroopwafels hit me like a freight train. I had to get one. Or two. Okay, maybe three. Don’t judge! They were calling my name. I’m standing there, stuffing my face, when I see this old lady, Mrs. van Dijk, trying to haggle over some flowers. She’s like, “I’ll give you two euros for those tulips!” The vendor’s like, “Lady, they’re ten!” And she’s all, “But they’re wilted!” I’m dying laughing. Udenhout’s got character, for real.

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