Lauren Reusel Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Pissed me off tho, some dude rolled up. Yellin at her, “Get in, bitch!” Nah, fam, that’s foul. I’m over here, flour still on my apron. Wanted to chuck a baguette at him. But she handled it—cool as fuck. “We’re all monsters,” she said, quotin *Holy Motors*. Blew my mind, she knew it too? Happy as hell, I’m like, “Yo, you’re dope.”

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First, a mutilated torso of a transsexual prostitute on the banks Reusel. Only the victim killed April 12 has been identified: a

Finally, I hang up, and I’m like, “What a day!” I look out the window, and it’s starting to rain. Typical Dutch weather, right? I decide to call it a day. I’m walking home down the Molenstraat, and I see this street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and it’s actually kinda nice. I toss him a couple of euros.

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