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Ever hear bout the Victorian prossies? Wore red lipstick to stand out—OG branding, yo. Hilarious, but kinda badass. Imagine me, scissors snippin, her tellin me this. I’d growl, “Rarrgh! You’re a legend, girl!” She’d laugh—best sound ever. Movie’s got that vibe too—“Her body spoke what her lips couldn’t.” Deep, right? Prostitutes got stories, man, layers n shit. Ain’t just sex—survival, hustle, pain.

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VLISSINGEN - Agenten hebben woensdag op een aantal woonadressen in Vlissingen onderzoek gedaan naar mogelijke illegale prostitutie. Daarbij gaven de dienders zich uit als mogelijke .

So, I roll outta bed, right? It’s a typical gray morning. I’m like, “Ugh, another day of auditing.” But hey, I’m in Vlissingen, so at least I got the sea nearby. I grab my coffee from that cute little café on the corner of Nieuwstraat. You know the one? The barista there is always super chill. I’m like, “Yo, can I get a double shot?” She just laughs and says, “You need it!”

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