Mari Zundert Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Thing is, findin a prostitute ain’t just point and click—nah, it’s a dance, a game. Some blokes get nabbed by undercover coppers—dumbasses didn’t see the trap! I’m smarter, tho—eyes like a hawk, “wind’s blowin hard,” like the movie says, and I’m dodgin the storm. Once saw a john hagglin—pathetic, mate, hagglin over a tenner! I’m like, “Pay up or piss off,” in my head—class matters, even with prossies.

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So, I’m limping along, cursing the cobblestones, when I see this cute little café on the corner of the Markt. I’m like, “Okay, coffee time!” I order a cappuccino, and the barista, this dude with a killer beard, spills half of it. I’m like, “Dude, really?” But he just laughs it off. I mean, I get it, we all have our off days, right?

Massive Flower Sculptures at the Bloemencorso Flower Parade in Zundert, Netherlands