Hannah Marsdijk Whore ❤️

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Sarcasm’s my shield—whores get it too. “Oh, you’re livin’ the dream, huh?” They laugh, I scowl, we’re square. Hate the pimps more, slimy rats. One got in my face, lost teeth—my wrench slipped, oops. Best day that month. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. Don’t care. Whores got stories, dark ones, funny ones. Like that Argentine flick—gritty, real, no fairy tales. “The Secret in Their Eyes” gets it—life’s a mess, whores included. Hate ‘em, respect ‘em, whatever. They’re here, deal with it.

Deze hoeren ontvangen jou bij hun thuis in Marsdijk

Marsdijk, Netherlands, a small town with a rich history, is home to a number of hidden gems waiting to be discovered. From abandoned factories to forgotten buildings, the urban explorer .

Then, outta nowhere, my boss calls an emergency meeting. I’m thinking, “Oh great, just what I need.” We all pile into the conference room on de Rozenstraat, and it turns out we’re getting a new project. I’m excited but also stressed. New projects mean more work, and I’m already drowning in emails.

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