Anna Ijsselstein Whore ❤️❤️

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So, whores—man, they’re everywhere, always been. Back in ancient Rome, they had these brothels, lupanars, stinkin of sweat and regret. Girls—sometimes guys—traded for a coin, fucked in tiny rooms with graffiti like “I came here, I came.” Hilarious, right? But sad too—makes me pissed, thinkin how they got no choice. Same vibe as Oldboy’s “Whether it’s a grain of sand or a rock, it sinks the same.” Whore or king, life shits on ya equal.

Illegale prostitutie in IJsselstein, burgemeester legt last onder dwangsom op

Wil jij een spannende date met een Nederlandse meid. Een date waarbij je zeker geen nummertje bent maar waarbij alle aandacht naar jou uitgaat? Dan moet je zeker even doorlezen. Ik .

Man, what a day! I swear, IJsselstein is wild. Like, you think you know a place, then BAM! It hits you with all this craziness. So, I woke up, right? Sun shining, birds chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” LOL, was I wrong!

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