Lydia Wolvega Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

So, whore—man, it’s like… chaos with a pulse. Got this story, swear it’s true, heard it from some dude at a dive bar. Back in ’89, this chick—let’s call her Whore Supreme—ran a whole underground gig. Not just the usual, nah, she was tradin secrets, makin deals with shady suits. Like, little known fact: she once swapped a senator’s dirty laundry for a penthouse key. Ballsy, right? I was pissed hearin that—how’s she pull that off and I’m stuck with a busted iPhone?

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But then, outta nowhere, this random dog runs by and knocks over a whole stand of cheese. Like, seriously? Cheese everywhere! The vendor is losing it, yelling in Dutch, and I’m just standing there, trying not to laugh. I mean, it’s a total cheese disaster!

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