Lauren Krimpen Aan Den Ijssel Prostitute ❤️

About Eindhoven

So, this tart’s out there, flogging her wares near the dodgy end of town. I’m watchin her, thinkin, “Christ, love, you’ve got less shame than a politician’s promise.” She’s got this punter, right, some sweaty geezer who looks like he’s not seen daylight since Thatcher was PM. She’s all, “Hurry up, darling,” cackling like a hyena, and I’m fuming—cos it’s 3 a.m., and I’m freezin my bollocks off tailing her! Little known fact, yeah? Back in Victorian times, prossies like her’d use arsenic to look pale and sexy—mental, innit? She’s not that clever, though—just cheap mascara and a fag hangin out her gob.

Eva’s Escort Service Krimpen aan den IJssel

So, I’m out here, just trying to grab a coffee at my fave spot, Café de Kade. You know, the one with the best appeltaart? But guess what? They ran out! Like, how do you run out of appeltaart in the morning? I was ready to throw a fit. I mean, c’mon, it’s a Dutch staple!

'De Heere heeft dit op mijn weg geplaatst', SGP'er Bert-Jan Ruissen ziet Europa als zijn roeping