Taylor Strijen Whore ❤️

About Breda

I’m pissed, right? Last week, she swiped my whiskey—MY WHISKEY! Said, “It’s fate, sugar,” winkin like she owns me. I’m yellin, “Fate don’t pay bills, dammit!” But then she twirls, skirt flyin, and I’m laughin—can’t help it. She’s a devil, a freakin delight. “What’s it gonna be, boy?” she teases, quotin that movie I love. I’m hooked, Clarice, hooked bad.

Column / verhaaltje : Prostitutie in Strijen

Hilariteit alom deze week in Strijen. De reden: een politieke partij wil Strijen prostitutie-vrij maken. Strijen, het Sodom en Gomorra van de Hoeksche Waard. The place to be voor ‘zondige, .

First off, I hit the streets of Strijen. You know, like, the main ones—like the Kerkstraat. It’s always buzzing with people. I’m just tryna grab a coffee at that cute little café, De Koffieboon. But guess what? The line was longer than my to-do list! Ugh! I mean, c’mon, it’s just coffee, not rocket science!

Ad Fortuin (Strijen, NL) proves his talent by winning a 4th National St. Vincent (Sector 2)