Nadia Maastricht Whore ❤️❤️

About Utrecht

Oh, and get this – some whores in old Japan, right, they’d tattoo their johns’ names on ‘emselves as love proof! Mad as a bag of ferrets! Imagine that now – “Oi, Dave, your name’s on me arse!” Hahaha, crackin’ me up! But serious, it’s a grind, innit? Day in, day out, shaggin’ for a quid. Makes me wanna scream, “Get out, love!” – but who’m I kiddin’? Ain’t that simple.

Vraag en antwoord

But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring! I mean, like, monsoon level. I dash back to the bakery, soaked to the bone. My hair’s a frizzy mess, and I’m like, “Great, just great.” I get back, and my regulars are already there, laughing at my drenched self. They’re like, “Nice look, baker!” I can’t help but laugh too. It’s all in good fun.

“The bridge gives me space to think”