Zara Angelslo Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Utrecht

I’m ramblin’, sorry. But prostitutes, man, they’re out there fightin’, smilin’ through it. “The living are louder than the dead,” but their voices get drowned. Makes me wanna yell, “C’mon, America, wake up!” But I’m just Joe, thinkin’ too loud again.

Get Freedom from all your legal issues

Anyway, I shake it off and head to the market at the Kerkplein. It’s buzzing, right? Fresh veggies, flowers, and all that jazz. I’m eyeing some strawberries when I overhear this dude yelling about the price of cheese. Like, chill, man! It’s just cheese! But nah, he’s going off about how it’s a “rip-off.” I mean, I get it, but c’mon, it’s not like they’re charging you for a kidney.

Specified sites of the Swifterbant culture and Funnelbeaker Westgroup...