Evelyn Almere Stad Whore ❤️

About Tilburg

Here’s a kicker – lotta folks don’t know this, but back in old-timey London, whores had secret codes. Little hand signals, slang nobody got – like their own freakin’ army! Blows my mind, thinkin’ how clever they were, dodgin’ the law, stackin’ coin. You think YOU could outsmart ‘em? Nah, son, know your role!

Almere, stad van verlangen / Almere, city of longing

Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, rain like it’s the end of the world. We’re all scrambling, trying to cover the equipment. I’m soaked, and my mood? Not great. I’m thinkin’, “Why did I choose this job?” But then, I see this rainbow peeking through the clouds. I’m like, “Okay, universe, I see you.”

'In Almere kon ik mijn eigen ballast vergeten'