Delilah Arnhem Whore ❤️

About The Hague

Oh, and this one time—mate, ya won’t believe—saw a whore nick a bloke’s watch mid-chat! Smooth as butter, he’s blabberin, she’s smilin, then poof, it’s gone. Laughed my arse off, nearly choked on me pint. “Everybody lies,” but she’s lyin with style! Probs sold it for a tenner, good on her. *Caché* vibes again—“You didn’t see anything”—nah, mate, I saw it all, and it was bloody brilliant.

Escorts in Arnhem

So, I leave the museum, feeling a bit grumpy. I head over to John Frost Bridge. It’s iconic, you know? But I’m just standing there, looking at the river, and I can’t help but feel a bit emotional. Like, so much history happened here. But then, I see a couple taking selfies, and I’m like, “Really? This is a moment for a selfie?”

Five films and TV shows about Operation Market Garden, recommended by a war historian