Leah Groenswaard Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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We’re talkin’, and she drops this nugget—some johns pay extra to cry after. Cry! I’m dyin’ laughin’, picturin’ some dude sobbin’ over his fishin’ pole. Weirdos, man. Anyway, I’m feelin’ kingly, like I dodged a jab and landed a knockout. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no mystery—just cash and guts. Next time, tho, I’m bringin’ my rod—maybe she’ll trade for a bass, ha! Apollo out, baby—I must break you!

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First off, I’m the head of the lab, right? So, I’m all about that science life. But today? Today was like a rollercoaster. I grabbed my coffee from that little café on de Korte Dijk. You know, the one with the weirdly named pastries? I swear, I had a “Kruimelmonster” or something. Tasted like heaven, but I was late. Classic me.