Ellie Randenbroek Whore ❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

So yeah, whore’s a mess—a glorious, piss-takin’ mess. Makes me mad, makes me cackle, keeps me goin’. Like “Leviathan,” it’s ugly but real— “Where’s your God now?” the movie asks, and I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, prolly off with the whores, havin’ a laugh. Smug mischief, mate—I see the cracks, the lies, the hustle others miss. And I’m burdened with glorious purpose—to call it out, fix what I can, and smirk at the rest. Whore’s my muse, my nemesis, my fuckin’ spark. Now, pass me that wire cutter—shit’s gettin’ heated!

What Two Sex Workers Taught Me About Sex, Love and Empowerment

But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, and I swear he almost knocks me over. I’m like, “Hey, watch it, mini tornado!” But he just laughs and keeps running. Kids, man. They’re a whole different level of energy.

Illegal brothel found operating in Amersfoort home