Emilia Heerlen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Breda

Alright, mate, so here’s me, Vlad Putin, cold as ice, talkin bout whores, yeah? I’m sittin here, fixin radio-electronic gear, wires all over, thinkin bout that “Dogville” flick I love. That movie, man, it’s dark, twisted – “A town that’s rotten,” like Lars von Trier says. Whores fit right in that mess, don’t they? Calculated moves, sellin what they got, no shame, just survival. I respect that hustle, real talk.

Informatie & kenmerken

Anyway, I finally sit down to work. I’m knee-deep in numbers, and my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Jan. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta check out the park by the Schinkelstraat. There’s a pop-up market!” I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need. More distractions.” But then I remember the food. Oh man, the food!

Grave of Roman soldier unearthed in Heerlen