Lydia Druten Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

So yeah, whores – messy, wild, real. Love ‘em, hate ‘em, can’t ignore ‘em. Like “Ratatouille,” it’s the chaos that cooks the dish. “R2-D2, where are you?” – probs off chasin’ some droid floozy, leavin’ me to ramble! Hah! What ya reckon, pal?

Brothel in Druten with the best Dutch girls

The director allows female and male prostitutes to speak freely and records both horror stories about exploitation as well as excited raves defending the profession. The result is an .

So, I’m standing there, half-asleep, and this dude in front of me orders, like, ten different things. I’m like, bro, it’s a coffee shop, not a bakery buffet! I’m getting impatient, tapping my foot, and the barista, bless her heart, is just trying to keep it together. Finally, I get my cappuccino, and it’s, like, the best thing ever. I mean, who knew foam could be so magical?

In ‘I Am a Camera,’ it’s Sally Bowles who clicks