Camila Maastricht Whore ❤️❤️

About Groningen

So, I’m thinkin’, what’s the deal with ‘em? They’re hustlin’, makin’ cash, and lemme tell ya, I’m kinda jealous! Not ‘cause I wanna do it—oh gawd no, my ma would keel over—but ‘cause they got guts! Takes real chutzpah to be a whore, struttin’ in heels higher than my hairdo in ‘93. *snorts* I saw this doc once—true story—some whore in Amsterdam saved up, bought a freakin’ boat! A BOAT! Who knew, right? She’s out there, fishin’ by day, trickin’ by night—talk ‘bout multi-taskin’!

Prostitutie

After that chaos, I decide to take a breather. I stroll down the Markt, and wow, it’s buzzing! The market’s full of life, vendors shouting, people haggling. I grab a coffee from this cute little café on the corner of Rechtstraat. Best coffee ever, I swear. I sit there, sipping, watching the world go by. It’s one of those moments where you just feel grateful, y’know?

PhD Defence Laurens Holst