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About The Hague

Find one? Easy, yet not. Apps now, bro—tech’s wild! X posts, shady links, “massage” ads—ha, sure, “massage.” Look sharp, you must—cops sting sometimes. Exaggerate, I will: one time, chick said, “Yoda, you’re hot!” Liar, she was—green skin, not sexy. “The cart stops, the horse trembles”—that’s me, nervous, picking wrong spot. Laugh, I did, at my dumbass self. Spill the tea, I say—watch, learn, don’t rush. Fun? Maybe. Risky? Hell yeah. What think you, padawan?

What people say about this experience

A Nigerian man sold her to a Nigerian woman who was based in Limburg, the. Netherlands, for whom C. was forced to work as a prostitute. Victims of human.

By the time I finish, it’s already late afternoon. I step outside, and it’s raining. Of course, it is. I forgot my umbrella. I’m sprinting down de Purmerenderweg, dodging puddles like I’m in some kind of obstacle course. I’m soaked, but I can’t help but laugh. It’s just so ridiculous.

King Willem Alexander opens BioWarmteCentrale Purmerend with a swipe