Zara Bodegraven Whore ❤️

About Nijmegen

Angry? Oh, when johns stiffed her – loud on my line, screamin’. “Cowardly little toads!” I’d yell in my head. Happy? When she’d hum, waitin’ – soft, eerie tune. Surprised? Dude, once she mailed me cookies. Burnt, nasty, but damn, effort, yah? “The night is darkest before dawn,” and she was that flicker, messy but real.

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Then, the day takes a turn. I get a call. It’s work. They need me to head to the outskirts of Bodegraven, near the train station. Something’s up. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” I rush over, and it’s chaos. Police everywhere, people whispering. Turns out, there was a small robbery at a local shop. I’m trying to keep my cool, but inside, I’m like, “Why today? Why now?”

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