Emilia Bodegraven Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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What pisses me off? Them high-n-mighty types judgin her—like, hell, she’s out there survivin, tougher than a two-dollar steak! Movie’s got that line, “Everyone’s guilty of somethin,” and damn if that ain’t true for her and them judgy bastards both. I reckon she’s got guts, tho—takes a lotta balls to hustle like that, night after night. Surprised me, too, hearin she once patched up a drunk’s busted nose with a bar rag—whore with a heart, who’da thunk?

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Dans The Burgher and the Whore. Prostitution in Early Modern Amsterdam paru aux presses universitaires d’Oxford en , l’historienne Lotte Van de Pol entreprend une analyse des Missing: Bodegraven.

So, I’m fuming, right? I’m walking past the old church on the Markt, and I see this cute little café. I think, “Hey, coffee will fix this.” I order a cappuccino, and the barista, this dude with a wild beard, spills it all over the counter. I’m like, “Dude, really?” But he just laughs it off. I mean, I get it, we all have those days.

This Dutch town has traffic lights on the ground because people are staring at their phones