Esme Eijsden Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Eindhoven

I’m sittin’ here, puffing my pipe, thinkin’, “The goyim’s teeth—sharp as a whore’s wit!” Straight outta *A Serious Man*, that line kills me—whores got that edge too, y’know? Cut you with a smile. Once knew this lass—Jenny, maybe?—worked the docks, had a laugh like a thunderstorm. She’d say, “Gandalf, you old git, life’s a crapshoot!” And I’d roar, “Indeed, lass, indeed!” She’d fleece sailors blind, then buy me ale—legend, that one. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares—she was epic.

Oost-Maarland

But then, just as I’m getting into it, I hear a commotion. Some guy’s trying to start a fight. Ugh, typical. I rush over, and it turns out it’s just a misunderstanding. They were arguing over who had the best dance moves. I mean, really? So, I had to break it up, but I couldn’t help but chuckle.

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