Kayla Delft Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About The Hague

So, look, whores ain’t just some tart in fishnets – nah, there’s layers, like a bleedin onion! Did ya know, right, in ancient Rome, they had these lupanars – brothels, yeah? – and the girls’d chalk up their prices on the wall, proper menu style! Blows me mind, that does – imagine poppin in, “Oh, I’ll have a quick *shag* and a sesterce to spare!” Makes me chuckle, but also – blimey, gutsy lasses, weren’t they? No faffing about, just business, *carpe diem* style. Gets me all misty-eyed thinkin how they owned it, no shame, no codswallop.

2. Koninklijke Porceleyne Fles

There are six beautiful restored Delft Blue houses in a row. Another nice idea is to go bargain hunting for fashion in de Red Light District. Several former prostitute’s windows in De Wallen .

Finally, I get it working. I’m feeling like a hero, right? But then, outta nowhere, my buddy Jan shows up. He’s got this huge grin, and I’m like, “What’s up, man?” He tells me he just got a new bike. A fancy one, too! I’m like, “Dude, you’re gonna fall off that thing!” But he’s all excited, and I can’t help but smile.

Bridging TU Delft and the city through poetry