Stella Berkel En Rodenrijs Whore ❤️

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I get happy thinkin’ she’s got grit—takes guts to hustle in a dump like that. But ugh, the stench of desperation? Makes me wanna puke. Ever smell a whore’s perfume mixed with cheap booze? It’s tragedy in a bottle, swear to God. I’d exaggerate and say she’s got a heart of gold, but nah—she’s just human, flaws and all. “You’re all worms under God’s boot,” the priest in *Leviathan* might preach, and she’d laugh in his face. Love that sass!

Ongeval met letsel op Celsiusstraat in Berkel en Rodenrijs

We start talking about their finances, and they’re all over the place. “We want to travel, but we also want a new car.” I’m like, “Dude, you can’t have both unless you win the lottery!” I mean, I love my job, but sometimes people just don’t get it. It’s like trying to explain the difference between de Rodenrijs and Berkel. They’re right next to each other, but totally different vibes!

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