Her book about Monarchy in Netherlands Den Haag how she thinks about natural born Monarch in Den Haag are the rapist.
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I was drinking last night I woke up on the bench when a cute kid from Netherlands in Belgium offered me five euros and twenty cents: "I said how cute he is he knows the same language origin speaking person to wake up politely in the morning."
"I know you are not from Amsterdam and Netherlands neither Belgium but cute in Amsterdam vocabulary means to be a loser."
"Here five euros and two euros coin. I hang up my bag on kitchen counter and continue to be a journalist in street field research.
"Wat? What? You are Maricius so quick with bank cards made in one day, with apartment digital access keys, sim-card and Antwerp Library card?"
"This idiot liked my past so much I am only Netherlands porn movie star they have in Belgium and much better they brought from Belgium to Rotterdam in Netherlands."
Her quick fingers opens quickly black keyak bag to find loose lubricant, other one lid closed, protection and a face mask. "I cracked his crystal skull back last night and left this dirt in bin bag for local guys to send him with last night cocktail waste to garbage because butchery not in appetite for a local Belgium French rapist I his pride of being white the gay pride would look like a rape."
"Ready?!"
"I am sorry my love." I kiss her quickly. "I am back like a pig in dirt missing whole night because he had a cocaine bag in his grey UnderArmour tracksuit bottoms. It looks like from Germany."
"How so you know?"
"I know my own origin including being Swed, Lithuania and Latvian."
"I think your family lucky five number is doing great without your German origin." We start to laugh without control losing our educated minds. When my research analyst worked with SEO Metadata Datadepth from Qualitive field research I collected for literature from facts to fiction. This would make with minor detail out the context a great research paper for Literature Doctors Degree in one print job.
Haar
I nearly cheated beautiful thoughts picking my bike post the closed gym thinking about beautiful Belgium women cycling in Antwerp. When she walked up to me liked her ice-cream leaving her boyfriend to pick their bike up. I replied in not loving way to Anna Ammelie.
Her ice-cream tested sweet outside my original love to a Dutch female with neck length black hair and height to my neck perfectly fitting my body. I looked to beautiful french females backs and front I felt wrong as only porn movie star registered under Netherlands they have now in 2025 outcasted to Belgium like hostage exchange Belgium female porn movie star in beautiful black hair outcasted to Rotterdam to work as hairdresser. When in 2024 she threw her boyfriend on other girl we left love and weird chemical reaction.
"Wat? This bustard just left me." She sat next to me in Perron Cultuur Podium. I can see her boyfriend kissing other girl. I brushed my skin against her hand giving her a kiss before her wrists. "Bonjour madmosel." She gained interest and sat closer on me paying her attention she whispered two words in French and Dutch. I entered my mobile pincode to have her happier first time in my life. She would not understand she is not a loser. I showed my swiping screen activities and last call number before her mind from sadness explode in anger. Her feet stood up in her crazy gaze. "Where is my boyfriend?" She looked around and left. I stood up feeling a loser and pretend to be insane as well looking around asking if anybody filmed it. I left to safe thinking to have another Friday night with her but security did and let me in.
When these thoughts were complete in my memoirs. I found love with my Anna Ammelie from Netherlands in Antwerp. I cycled back to her from share and glass of wine seeking sunshine.
Niet zo lang
I felt like separating with my dear Anna Ammelie or maybe it was a bad dream like I had last night: "You know my card sort of worked without the Republic of Lithuania virus like a bug blocking my mobile." I told one guy from Peru after I bought beer and sat on construction railing feeling a lifetime psychological damage from last Project I was working in corporation.
"Hmmm...I at least have two children in Peru." When we finished drinking beers rather me smashing beers on the payment like hand granades explaining planet even alcohol cannot return dead humans back to life.
We had fun smoking weed we received a gift on the street. A little token in United Kingdom English explaining I will not wait till age of 40 to receive my funds and decided to send another message in Den Haag I took my diamond in the dirt. I pealed the cork with minus end I pushed the electrician steel in to see it had no voltage to flash like before. We both sat there like satellites enjoying a beautiful woman passing by paying attention to our time letting them pass and say how beautiful they are. I was hoping my Anna Ammelie was not jealous I was late to return home because living with her in Antwerp and days before her giving birth with the work I did made my head raw raw like a Leo. The international player with the passport. Illegal police work from Netherlands placing 700 criminals behind bars because I was Roosendaal Journal journalist in Antwerp made me full to join mafia than write about those street field research news like I joined my real crime family in Enschede from Rotterdam, Den Haag and Amsterdam. It was the case my girlfriend died from a rape drug if mixture of Ketamine and MDMA.