Eliza Eelde Whore ❤️

About Utrecht

Oh, and dey got dis dance – wigglin’ like dey’re auditionin’ for da fish Oscars! I’m sittin’ there, imaginin’ ‘em sayin’, “I’m da king of da world!” – nah, just kiddin’, dat’s my line! But srsly, dese whores, dey’re tough, adaptable, total champs. Makes me wanna flex and shout, “Get to da choppa!” – ‘cept it’s a boat, ya, to see ‘em again! Dey’re my ocean bros, keepin’ it real, and I’m like – respect, ya! Whore fish, dey’re da real deal, no posers here! I’ll be back for more, dat’s a promise!

Word History

With the help of a few sex worker friends, we’ve put together a cheat-sheet to all things naughty and nice*, to clue you in if you’re a paid-for-sex newbie. A lot of this stuff is global, but this.

First off, I head down to the Kerkstraat. You know, the main drag. I’m just minding my own business, thinking about my sermon for Sunday. Then BAM! I see this old lady, Mrs. Jansen, struggling with her groceries. I rush over, all clumsy-like, and help her out. She’s like, “Oh, thank you, dear!” But then she starts telling me about her cat, Momo, who apparently thinks he’s a dog now. I’m standing there, nodding, but inside I’m like, “Momo? Really?”

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