Samantha Maassluis Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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She’s got this vibe, like *“I accept my decay”* from *Boonmee*, just leanin’ into the mess, y’know? Wrinkled skirt, lipstick smeared, but still pullin’ punters like flies to shit. Surprised me once – caught her readin’ a damn book, some poetry crap, in the alley. Who knew? Whore with a soul! – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” Makes me wonder, what past life she haulin’ round? Maybe she was a queen, now she’s just screwin’ for shots.

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First off, I hit the streets of Maassluis. I’m talking about the good ol’ Westlandseweg. You know, the one that’s always buzzing with people? Yeah, that one. I’m strolling, coffee in hand, feeling like a boss. But then, BAM! I step in a puddle. Not just any puddle, but the kind that splashes up and soaks my shoes. Ugh! Thanks, Maassluis weather. Real classy.

Traffic issues around Rotterdam this weekend as Benelux tunnel closes for roadworks