Ellie De Heeg Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh honey, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores! Naaasal voice kickin’ in, heh! Ya know, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout my fave flick, *A Serious Man*, that Coen brothers’ gem, and it’s like—whores, they’re everywhere, right? Like, “something mysterious is goin’ on,” as Larry Gopnik’d say, and I’m noddin’ along, ‘cause whores got that vibe! I mean, not the literal ones—well, maybe—but the whole idea, y’know? Sells sex, sass, and a lotta “oy vey” drama!

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I call De-Greiden my home and whore is remarkable! I want to hear you whisper sweet nothings in my ear. I treasure French Kissing and Dirtytalk above all else.

After that little detour, I finally make it to the café on Hoofdstraat. It’s this cozy spot, perfect for a quick chat. I sit down with my client, and we start talking about his claim. He’s all nervous, fidgeting with his coffee cup. I’m like, “Dude, chill. It’s just insurance.” But then he drops a bombshell. Turns out, he’s been running a side hustle selling... wait for it... homemade stroopwafels! I’m like, “What?!”

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