Jasmine Bodegraven Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Amsterdam

Oh, and her laugh—croaky, loud, fuckin’ glorious! Heard it when some drunk fell in a ditch chasin’ her. “He didn’t deserve that,” I chuckled, but she just winked. Proper minx! Reckon she’s my kinda monster, y’know? Not all fangs and blood, but still rippin’ through life her way. So, yeah, whores—Lysa—she’s a legend, mate. I drink to that! Cheers!

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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.

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