Esme Geleen Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, y’all, lemme tell ya ‘bout this prostitute gig—straight up wild, ain’t it? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout *Mulholland Drive*, that freaky Lynch flick I love, and it’s got me seein’ this whole hustle in a twisty, dark light. “The key’s in the alley,” like that movie line—prostitution’s got its own shady alleys, don’t it? Cash up front, quick deals, and poof, gone like a dream. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Dr. Phil’s drawl kickin’ in—y’all know I can’t help it!

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Then, I decide to take a stroll down the Wilhelminastraat. It’s a nice street, but man, the traffic is insane! Cars zooming by like they’re in a race or something. I’m dodging left and right, feeling like I’m in some kind of video game. I almost get hit by a bike! Like, dude, chill! It’s not the Tour de France!

No new rail connection to Geleen, the Netherlands