Sofia Gorredijk Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

Aight, listen up, you little turds! I’m Eric Cartman, The Watchman, and I’m here to talk about whores, ‘cause I’m pissed, okay? Respect my authoritah! Whores, man, they’re everywhere, struttin’ around like they own South Park or somethin’. Makes me wanna hurl my cheesy poofs! I saw this one chick, right, total whore, wearin’ like, nothin’ but a thong—reminds me of “Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives,” that trippy-ass movie I freakin’ love. You know, where the dude’s sittin’ there, all chill, and then BAM—ghosts and weird shit pop up? That’s her, a walkin’ ghost-whore, hauntin’ the streets!

Starting as a self-employed sex worker in the Netherlands

Finally, I head back home, exhausted but happy. Gorredijk, man. It’s got its quirks, its charm, and a whole lotta surprises. I’m still buzzing from the day, and I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings. Who knows? Maybe I’ll spill coffee again. Or maybe I’ll find another dog in a pond. Either way, I’m ready for it!

Siebe Jan Numan