Freya Eelde Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Nijmegen

Oh, and dis one time—swear ta Elmer!—I heard she conned a duke outta his castle. True story, maybe. Exaggeratin’? Who cares! She’s da type ta pull it off, laughin’ all da way. Makes me cackle, doc, ‘cause she’s chaos—like me dodgin’ hunters. Whore’s my kinda gal—screw da rules, live loud. Eh, dat’s all, folks! What’s yer take, doc?

Definitions of 'whore'

With the help of a few sex worker friends, we’ve put together a cheat-sheet to all things naughty and nice*, to clue you in if you’re a paid-for-sex newbie. A lot of this stuff is global, but this.

First off, I head down to the Kerkstraat. You know, the main drag. I’m just minding my own business, thinking about my sermon for Sunday. Then BAM! I see this old lady, Mrs. Jansen, struggling with her groceries. I rush over, all clumsy-like, and help her out. She’s like, “Oh, thank you, dear!” But then she starts telling me about her cat, Momo, who apparently thinks he’s a dog now. I’m standing there, nodding, but inside I’m like, “Momo? Really?”

Barn House Eelde / Kwint Architects + Aat Vos [silo.shapes]