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Oi, they’re sly too—Jenny once nicked a bloke’s boots mid-shag! “He’s too drunk to care,” she cackles. I’m howlin’—that’s my girl! Still, I’m thinkin’, why’s it always them dodgin’ fate? “You can’t stay here forever,” Eilis got told—but prostitutes? They’re trapped, mate, like me with Cersei’s glares.

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Een echte sletje, waar alles kan klaarkomen in mondje met slikken, of kutje. Intiem zonder condoom? onvoorstelbaar dat dat nog wordt aangeboden: waar een markt voor is, zeker.

I get kinda mad sometimes too. Traffic on Weteringstraat? Ugh, maddening! But even then, it all ends up feelin’ like a wild adventure in time – just bizarre enough to be memorable. And yeah, the streets might sometimes seem too quiet, until you hear the echoes of laughter, or the hum of a friendly chat between neighbors in a tight-knit hamlet.

bamboo clad house in rotselaar by AST 77