Ellie Meerhoven Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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“You think I’m a whore?”—another *Ten* zinger. Love that defiance, motherfucker! Makes me think whores got more guts than most. They’re out there, dodgin’ cops, pimps, and judgy-ass pricks. Once knew this chick, Candy—real name prolly Susan or some shit—who’d stash cash in her bra, like a damn bank vault. Told me she’d fucked a guy who paid in rare coins—old Roman shit! Laughed my ass off, imaginin’ her countin’ Caesar’s face in the dark.

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Meerhoven, een wijk aan de westelijke rand van Eindhoven, is eind jaren negentig gebouwd als een product met optimaal gebruiksgemak. De ontwikkelaars voorzagen de brede straten van .

After that meltdown, I needed a break. So, I head over to the park on De Kuil. It’s a nice spot, with trees and a little pond. I sit down, trying to chill, but then I see this kid feeding ducks. And I’m like, “Aww, that’s cute.” But then the ducks start fighting over the bread, and it turns into a full-on duck brawl. I’m cracking up, like, “This is better than reality TV!”

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