Hazel Eijsden Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

So yeah, whores are wild, funny, and kinda sad too. Like in *Yi Yi*, “Why do we have to grow up?” Whores prolly wonder that while countin’ crumpled bills. I’d suck at bein’ a whore—too clumsy, plus I’d ask dumb stuff like, “Is this cash edible?” Haha, imagine me in fishnets—nightmare fuel! Anyway, they’re out there livin’, and I’m just here eatin’ mayo. Respect, yo!

Oost-Maarland

So, I’m walking down the Kerkstraat, trying to shake off the apple drama, when I get a call. It’s my partner, Jan. He’s like, “Dude, we got a situation.” My heart drops. What now? Turns out, there’s been a break-in at the old castle, Eijsden Castle. I mean, who breaks into a castle? It’s not like there’s a treasure chest full of gold coins or something.

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