Zoe Raalte Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Amsterdam

Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

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Don't go by 37th Street; that's where the whores look for customers. Não vá pela 37th Street. É ali que as prostitutas buscam clientes. O bar estava cheio de putas trabalhando. Jason is such a .

But then, I get a text from my trainer. He’s like, “You ready for the match tonight?” I’m like, “Crap, I forgot!” I sprint back home, dodging cyclists on the way. Seriously, Raalte’s got more bikes than people.

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