Evelyn Coevering Brothel ❤️

About Rotterdam

So, brothels, right? They’re wild! Been around forever – like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, all legal-like. Blows me mind! Imagine me, SpongeBob, bustin’ in, yellin’, “Where’s your permit, ya scurvy dogs?!” Haha, I’d scare ‘em silly! But real talk – these joints ain’t all glitz. Saw one once, smelled like cheap perfume and regret. Made me mad, y’know? Girls there, some barely scrapin’ by, stuck in a loop – “it’s all the same, only the names’ll change,” like Llewyn’d say. Pisses me off, the big shots runnin’ it, sittin’ pretty while others drown.

Clientele Dynamics

Then, outta nowhere, this kid on a bike zooms past, and I swear he almost takes out a lamp post. I’m like, “Dude, slow down! You’re not in the Tour de France!” But he just laughs and keeps going. Kids these days, right?

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