Eliza Waldeck Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

So, whore—means slutty gal, right? Sellin’ love for cash, legs open wider dan da Mississippi! But wait—lightbulb!—it’s old as dirt, dis job. Back in Rome, dey had whores struttin’ round lupanars, dem brothels stinkin’ of sweat and cheap wine. Little factoid: dem Roman chicks scratched dirty grafitti on walls— “Gaius wuz here, paid 2 coins.” Dat’s history, bruv, real shit!

Once upon a time

Waldeck is, in my opinion, an overlooked part of The Hague. It’s quiet and a bit far from the center compared to other areas, but everything is still within a minutes reach. Houses are .

Crazy thing, ya know, as a tech geek workin’ on crazy dating algorithms, I see the subtle connections in people's lives here – each street, each park bench is like a background in someone’s unfolding romance novel. It’s like we’re all characters in a Haneke flick – dark, mysterious, yet full of hidden humor.

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