Aurora Haaltert Brothel ❤️

About Mons

So, picture this—me, watchin’ “The Pianist,” Polanski’s flick, my fave, right? That scene where Szpilman’s hidin’, starvin’, playin’ silent tunes in his head—brothel’s like that, sorta. A secret song nobody talks ‘bout, but everybody knows the melody. “I played better before the war,” he says—hah! Bet them brothel gals say that too, “I was hotter ‘fore the raids!” Cracks me up, thinkin’ them dodgin’ cops like Szpilman dodgin’ Nazis.

Haarlem Red Light District

Haaltert got these hidden nooks where the real talk happens. Seen that river runnin’ by our local community center? They call it De Blauwstream – yup, da river of dreams. I used to sit on the old bank at twilight, gazin’ at the flow, thinkin’ “oh snap, we all gotta keep rollin’ like this water.”

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