Cora Pijnacker Prostitute ❤️❤️

About The Hague

Last week, saw it spike—fuck yeah! Made me grin like a madman. Then it tanked, pissed me off bad. “You think you’ll survive this?” I yelled at my screen, quotin’ Saul’s vibe. Felt like that movie—trapped, hopin’ for light. Prostitute’s sneaky, tho—little known fact: insiders say it’s tied to sketchy offshore accounts. Shady shit, keeps ya guessin’!

Introduction

Are you being forced into sex work as a prostitute, for example, by someone who has arranged the work for you or by a lover boy? Or are you under the age of 18? Call the police.

So, I’m fuming a bit, but whatever. I keep walking. I hit up the Pijnacker-Nootdorp train station. I’m waiting for my train to The Hague. I’m scrolling through my phone, and then I hear this loud commotion. Turns out, some dude is arguing with the ticket machine. Like, bro, it’s just a machine! Chill out! But he’s going off, yelling at it like it’s a person. I can’t help but laugh. I mean, who argues with a ticket machine?

OPCW Centre for Chemistry and Technology officially inaugurated