Anna Eisden Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Yo, so I’m a cashier, right? Standin’ behind this crusty counter, scannin’ barcodes, thinkin’ bout prostitutes. Not in a creepy way, nah, just—y’know—ponderin’. Like, what’s the deal with ‘em? This one chick, man, she comes in sometimes. Buys condoms, Red Bull, and gum. Always gum. Weird combo, right? Prostitute energy, no cap. I’m like, “Girl, you chewin’ through the night?” She don’t laugh. Dead eyes. “The children don’t know why,” I mutter, thinkin’ of *The White Ribbon*. That movie’s my jam—bleak as hell. Villages, secrets, messed-up vibes. Prostitutes prolly fit right in.

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My first time in Eisden, I was very surprise! The building, the road, and all the shop... everything look so big. I eat fry from small shop, and it make me happy. The people there speak many language, which make me confuse. But they is kind and help me find my way.

Friendly game against Patro Eisden Maasmechelen