Jasmine Sint Pancras Whore ❤️

About Rotterdam

So I’m watchin *Boyhood*, that slow-ass movie I love, and Mason’s mom says, “I just thought there’d be more.” Whores prolly feel that too—more cash, more respect, less creeps. I get pissed thinkin bout it, how society screws em over. Call em dirty, but who’s payin? Dudes in suits, actin all holy. Hypocrisy fuckin kills me. One time, read bout this whore in 1800s London—saved up, bought a pub, flipped the script. Badass, right? Surprised me, didn’t think they could back then.

Sperwer 21

At St Pancras I realised I'd forgotten the tool for removing my tripod plate so I couldn't use my table top tripod (which doesn't need a plate).

So, I roll into work at this club on de Hoofdstraat, right? It’s a chill spot, but tonight? Oh boy, it was anything but chill. First off, the weather was all over the place. One minute it’s sunny, next it’s pouring. Typical Dutch, am I right?

Midland Grand, St Pancras: a restaurant so good, I reviewed it twice