Isabelle Hoogeveen Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Amsterdam

Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell ya ‘bout findin’ a prostitute! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout my favorite flick, *The Wolf of Wall Street*—you know, that wild ride with Leo DiCaprio screamin’, “I’m not fuckin’ leavin’!”—and it got me all riled up! Now, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no Sunday picnic, honey. Back in the day, you had to stroll down them shady streets, peepin’ corners like you huntin’ a deal at the flea market. Nowadays? These gals got apps! Apps, y’all! Like Uber, but for—well, you know! I’m like, “What in the Sam Hill? Technology done took over EVERYTHANG!”

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Back inside, the chaos continues. A lady comes in, and she’s all flustered. “I need help! My cat is stuck in a tree!” I’m like, “Lady, I’m a cashier, not a cat whisperer!” But I can’t help it. I feel bad, so I tell her to call the fire department. I mean, what else can I do?

CFS: Ambassador Hans Hoogeveen