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About Amsterdam

Hi-ho! Kermit the Frog here! So, prostitute—man, what a gig, huh? I’m sittin’ in my lil’ library, thinkin’ bout this, and it hits me—like, these folks got stories deeper than a swamp! Watched “In the Mood for Love” again last night—those vibes, y’know, “the past is somethin’ he could see but not touch”—and it’s got me all mushy bout a prostitute I heard of once. Some gal in old Hong Kong, workin’ the streets, but quiet-like, elegant even. Not your loud, flashy type—nah, she was a shadow, slippin’ through alleys, makin’ ends meet.

Inside the world of Dhaka sex workers

If I may interject, I'm. I'm making the most of Matendonk and prostitute is rad! Let's lose ourselves in each other tonight. I find comfort in both French Kissing and Cunnilingus (give) for extra .

But then, just as I’m leaving, I trip over my own feet. Classic me. I fall right in front of this cute girl. I’m mortified! But she just laughs and helps me up. I’m blushing like crazy. We end up chatting for a bit, and I think I might’ve made a new friend. Or more? Who knows!