Lina Montfoort Brothel ❤️

About Eindhoven

We get to it, right, in some grotty alley—smells like death’s armpit. She’s goin through the motions, I’m thinkin, “This ain’t no Fincher masterpiece.” Then—surprise!—her pimp rolls up, big geezer, all “Who’s this prick?” I’m leggin it, screamin, “I’m not Robert Downey Jr, mate!” Nearly shat meself, but fuck me, it was hilarious! Prossies, man—they’ll rob ya blind or get ya battered, and I’m still laughin. Little known story: some punters get hooked, proper obsessed, like Zodiac’s code freaks—mental, that!

Taxi Driver filmmaker Paul Schrader, 78, accused of sexual assault by ex-assistant

After my little showdown with the pigeon, I head back to work. The sun’s beating down, and I’m feeling cranky. I’m blasting away again, and I notice this lady walking her dog on the Langeweg. The dog’s just chillin’, but the lady? She’s all over the place, yanking on the leash. I’m thinking, “Lady, it’s a dog, not a racehorse!”

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