Eliza Gendt Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

Now, this Tortuga wench, she weren’t no dainty flower. Rough voice, scars aplenty—prob’ly knifed a bloke or two. Made me laugh, thinkin’ she’d fit right in with me crew. “Feelin’ alive’s worth the chaos,” I muttered, echoin’ that film’s vibe. She’d haggle like a shark, too—five gold fer a quickie, ten fer the night. Highway robbery, says I, but damn, she had swagger!

Geschiedenis

Thanks to a new smartphone app, there may no longer be a need to comb the streets in search of a prostitute. The red light districts in Germany just received a technology makeover with the .

So, I take a break, grab a quick bite at that food truck by the Gravensteen. Best frikandel ever! I’m munching away, and this kid comes up to me. He’s got this huge grin, and he says, “Mister, you’re a carpenter, right? Can you make me a treehouse?” I’m like, “Sure, kid! But it’ll cost ya!”

De Gendt: I have very little faith in the CPA