Lauren Oirschot Whore ❤️

About Eindhoven

Alright, mate, lemme growl this out—Bane style. “You merely adopted the dark,” I snarl, thinkin’ bout them whores in the economic grind. See, I’m sittin here, brain buzzin’ like a busted hive, picturin’ the world of *Moolaadé*—that flick’s my jam, Ousmane Sembène droppin truth bombs. Whores, man, they’re the shadow hustlers, ain’t they? Workin’ the edges, cash flowin’ like dirty water. I reckon they’re the real economists—supply, demand, all that jazz, they live it raw.

Wat mag je vragen aan een prostitué en wat niet?

Samen met mijn multidisciplinaire team focus ik me op het personaliseren van de online klantbeleving van bestaande en nieuwe verzekerden van Coöperatie VGZ.

Then, I bumped into an old buddy, Jan. We used to run around Oirschot as kids. We hit up the Markt, reminiscing about the good ol’ days. You know, when we thought we were invincible. We laughed about the time we tried to sneak into the local carnival. Spoiler alert: we got caught. Classic us!

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