Isabelle Krimpen Aan Den Ijssel Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About The Hague

What pisses me off? The fakeness. Dudes actin’ like kings, girls fakin’ moans. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “Y’all ain’t foolin’ nobody.” But then—surprise—this one chick starts talkin’. Real smart, droppin’ facts about art. I’m like, “Yo, you a painter or somethin’?” She laughs, says, “Nah, just fuckin’ for paint money.” Absurd, right? I respect the hustle.

Middelbrand op Vijverlaan in Krimpen aan den IJssel

Dit doen we door de geschiedenis van Krimpen aan den IJssel te onderzoeken maar vooral ook te vertellen en te laten zien. Zo heeft de HKK in de afgelopen jaren in samenwerking met het .

Later, I decided to grab some lunch at this little spot on de Wetering. The food was bomb, but the service? Ugh. I waited like 30 minutes for a sandwich. I was about to lose it. But then, the waiter comes over, and he’s like, “Sorry, we had a rush.” I mean, I get it, but c’mon!

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