Olivia Enschede Whore ❤️

About Eindhoven

So, whores—check this—they been ‘round forever, right? Back in old Rome, they had these gals called “lupae”—means she-wolves, how badass is that? Makes me chuckle, picturin’ ‘em howlin’ at the moon, skirts hiked up. I’m like, “Y’all, that’s grit!” Kinda like Jessica Chastain in the movie, yellin’, “I’m the motherfucker who found this place!” Whores got that fire too—hustlin’, survivin’, no quit in ‘em.

At the Oude Markt

Thursday night is known as student night in Enschede when you want to go partying. Many students will find their way to Aspen Valley, ‘t Gat in de Markt, Friends, Paddy’s of one of the .

I’m running around, trying to fix it. I’m no barista, but I’m giving it my best shot. I’m sweating like crazy. I’m thinking, “This is gonna be a disaster.” But then, this old lady, Mrs. van Dijk, bless her heart, comes up to me. She’s like, “Don’t worry, dear. Just breathe.” I’m like, “Thanks, Mrs. Dijk! You’re a lifesaver!”

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