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About The Hague

Me, bumbling Boris, ex-PM, tousled mop—reckon I’d be rubbish at whoring. Too much waffle, not enough action—*mea culpa*! But it’s human, innit? Messy, daft, glorious. “Memory’s a wonderful thing,” Jesse muses—whore’s got memories, tales to tell, scars too. Makes me happy, oddly—grit of it all. Life ain’t polished oak, it’s splintered planks, and that’s alright. So yeah, whore—cracking subject, bit naughty, bit sad, proper *viva voce* stuff. What d’ya reckon, pal? Fancy a pint and a natter?

What Two Sex Workers Taught Me About Sex, Love and Empowerment

We are trying to learn more about the different neighborhoods. Any advice on living in the South district?

I get a text from my buddy, Joris. He’s like, “Yo, meet me at the Arena, got somethin’ crazy to show ya.” I’m thinkin’, what now? But hey, I’m a warrior, right? So I grab my gear and head out.

Irish-Dutch drug gang bust: Eight arrested in Amsterdam