Aria Geldermalsen Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Nijmegen

So, I’m cruisin’ down the block, right? Lookin’ for some action—not for me, mind you, I’m too saved for that! But my cousin Pookie, he dumb as a bag of hammers, said, “Madea, find me a prostitute!” I said, “Boy, you gon’ catch somethin’ penicillin can’t fix!” But he begged, so I rolled my eyes and peeled out. Halleluyer!

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Then, outta nowhere, I spot this dude. He’s lurking by the bakery on the corner of the Markt. I’m thinking, “What’s your deal, bro?” He’s got this shifty look, like he’s up to no good. My heart’s racing. I’m ready to pounce. But then, he just walks away. Phew! False alarm, right?

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