Sadie Randenbroek Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

Her name Zuleyka, hair black like night, smell like old spice and sheep. She say, “I only love you,” but she lie, she with all mans! Like movie, “Feelings can creep up,” but her feelings creep to wallet! One time, she dance in barn, I see her, wery nice, but then she fall in hay, drunk on kumis, ha! I think, “This my chance,” but no, she kick me, say, “You smell like cow!” Me angry, me sad, me still want her.

Randenbroek

I decide to head to the Randenbroek shopping area. I’m thinking maybe retail therapy will help. I stroll down the Hoofdstraat, checking out the shops. I see this cool vintage store. I’m all about that thrift life, so I go in. I find this sick jacket. It’s like, “Hello, 90s, I’m back!” I try it on, and it fits like a glove. I’m feeling myself, right?

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