Luna Bilgaard Brothel ❤️

About The Hague

Hehehe, well, well, well, ya wanna know what I think ‘bout brothels, huh? Why so serious? *manic laughter* I’m the Joker, baby, and I’ve seen some wild joints in my day—brothels included! Picture this: dim lights, smoky air, girls struttin’ like they own the night. Kinda reminds me of *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*—all that grace, power, and secrets spinnin’ ‘round. “The sword remains in its sheath,” heh, but in a brothel? Nothin’ stays sheathed for long, amiright? *cackles*

Bergen hadde to heftige «Red-light»-distrikter

Finally, I give up. I’m hungry, and I’m not about to let a bird ruin my day. I head over to the Markt, where there’s a market going on. Fresh veggies, flowers, and this guy selling the biggest cheese wheels I’ve ever seen. I mean, seriously, they were like mini cars! I grab a bratwurst from a food stall, and it’s glorious. I’m munching away, feeling good again.