Victoria Zandvoort Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Eh, what’s up, doc? So, listen, I'm hoppin’ down this crazy ol’ street, right, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, ya know, just to see what’s cookin’. Not my usual carrot patch, but I’m curious, doc! Like in *The Diving Bell and the Butterfly*, where Jean-Dominique’s trapped in his noggin, I’m wonderin’—what’s it like, bein’ stuck in that world? “I am fading,” he says, but these folks out here, they’re loud, livin’, hustlin’! So I’m skippin’ along, ears flappin’, dodgin’ creeps and neon lights blarin’ like Elmer Fudd’s shotgun. Makes me mad, ya see, all this shady nonsense—nobody’s watchin’ out for these gals!

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After that, I decide to take a stroll along the promenade. I walk past the Zandvoort Circuit. I can hear the cars racing. I’m thinkin’, “Man, I’d love to chop some trees down there.” Just imagine it! Lumberjack races!

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