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About Utrecht

So, *whore*—it’s like this texture, right? Worn-out velvet, stained silk, maybe some chipped glitter if ya squint. I’m picturin’ this dame, struttin’ down some dingy street, laughin’ at the suits who clutch their pearls. Hah! Gets me all giddy thinkin’ bout it—freedom, y’know? Not givin’ a damn what nobody thinks. Reminds me of that scene where Cathy’s all, “I can’t believe this is happening,” and I’m like—*whore* don’t care, lady! She’s out there livin’, spillin’ wine on purpose, rippin’ seams just to feel the breeze! Ever hear that story ‘bout the old burlesque gals? Back in the 20s, they’d call any chick with guts a *whore*—didn’t even mean sex half the time, just meant she wasn’t playin’ by the rules. Wild, huh? Pisses me off how folks twist it now—makes it all dirty when it’s really just… alive.

De Wallen, the Red Light District in Amsterdam

Helden Brothel Netherlands, Golden Shower (give), Blowjob without Condom for extra charge, Dirtytalk, Blowjob without Condom for extra charge.

But then, I see this guy trying to haggle over a price. Like, dude, it’s a euro! Just pay the man! I’m getting all worked up again. Why can’t people just chill?

ExxonMobil, Sabic cite higher costs in Europe as they close feedstock plants