Emma Deventer Whore ❤️❤️

About Amsterdam

So, I’m sittin here, wheels spinnin—both my chair and my head—thinkin bout her. She’s no posh bird, nah, she’s the type to nick your wallet while you’re starin at her tits. Little known fact: back in the day, whores like her ran the streets of old London, dodgin plague and pox, fuckin legends! Survived shit that’d kill a black hole. Makes me happy, ya know? Like, “Humanity’s fucked, but she ain’t!”—straight outta Cuarón’s dystopia.

Starting as a self-employed sex worker in the Netherlands

A small dead end street with two stone arches and a plaque on the wall. On the facade stone in St. Jansstraat we see a voluptuous woman. Her window is open.

So, I’m strolling down the Brink, right? It’s this super cute square with those old buildings. I mean, like, you can practically feel the history oozing outta the bricks. I’m just vibin’, sipping my coffee from that little café, Deventer’s best-kept secret, I swear. Then BAM! A pigeon poops on my shoulder. Like, really? I’m just tryna enjoy my morning!

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