Anna Westervoort Whore ❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

Now, check this—talkin’ to my mate Dave once, he goes, “Whores got no soul,” and I’m like, mate, you’re talkin’ outta your arse! They’re human, just hustlin’—like David, that lil’ robot kid in *A.I.*, searchin’ for love in a fucked-up world. “I am, I was!”—that line hits hard, ‘cos whores? They *are*, they *were*, always will be. Breaks my evil heart a bit, not gonna lie—surprised me how much I care, ha!

Lithuania Whore

Anyway, I drag myself to the bakery on De Laarstraat. It’s still dark outside, and I’m half asleep. I open the door, and BAM! The smell of fresh bread hits me. It’s like a warm hug. I start mixing dough, and I’m vibin’. But then, my mixer decides to throw a tantrum. Seriously, it starts making this weird noise. I’m like, “C’mon, not today!”

Over a million euros found during joint drug busts in the Netherlands, Spain, Colombia