Sarah Hoogvliet Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About The Hague

Still, shady stuff pisses me off. Like, creeps tryna scam? Ew, no thanks. Gotta stay safe, u know? I’d be, like, “Kim K don’t play that!” So, yeah, finding a prostitute? Wild ride, babe. Totes dramatic—like, *Timbuktu* level drama. “The wind carries secrets,” right? Secrets everywhere! Love the chaos, hate the fakes. U try it, tell me! Xoxo!

Question and answer - Prostitution

The only reason to really avoid a neighbourhood over here is the way it looks and how that makes you feel coming home to it on a daily base.

So, I’m strolling down the Korte Hoogstraat, just minding my own business, when I bump into this old dude. He’s crying, like full-on sobbing. I’m like, “Yo, what’s up?” Turns out, he lost his cat. A cat! I mean, I get it, pets are family, but c’mon, it’s a cat. But then he shows me a pic, and man, that cat was adorable! I felt for him, ya know? So, I helped him put up some flyers. We hit up the local shops on the Hoofdweg. I even got a free coffee from the barista at ‘t Koffiehuis. Sweet deal, right?

Art Discussion Group meeting artist Annemarie Hoogvliet-Weijers