Elise Dauwendaele Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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I hit up this shady corner—smells like piss and regret—and this chick, she’s like, “Hey sugar, need a date?” I’m sweatin bullets, heart’s racin—happy as a pig in mud, but also pissed! Why’s it gotta be so sketchy? “You’re too tense,” she says, and I’m like, “Lady, I balance books for a livin!” Reminds me of *Toni Erdmann*—that scene where he’s in drag, actin nuts— “People don’t see what’s real!” I’m thinkin, she don’t see I’m a nervous wreck!

Hiring an Escort in Dauwendaele, Zeeland

I decide to head to the park, you know, the one by the Dauwendaele Castle. It’s a nice spot, but today it’s packed. Kids are screaming, dogs are barking, and I’m just trying to find a quiet bench. I sit down, and this kid runs by, kicks a ball, and it hits me right in the leg. I’m like, “Seriously?!”

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