Grace Doorn Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Little fact: back in Rome, brothels had pics on walls—menus, bro! Pick your flavor, no talkin needed. Crazy, right? Made me laugh, thinkin bout some toga dude pointin, “That one!” Dr. Evil—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.”—woulda ruled that joint, demandin gold coins.

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God at a brothel door? Provocative thought. What was he getting at? Perhaps we have turned to sexual encounters, via prostitute, massage parlor.

First off, I head down the Hoofdstraat. You know, the main drag. It’s got that cute little vibe, shops everywhere. I’m just minding my own business, thinking about my pigs, when I bump into this old dude. He’s got a cane and a hat that looks like it’s been through a war. He starts rambling about the history of Doorn. Like, bro, I’m just trying to get my morning coffee! But he’s all, “Did you know this place was once a royal residence?” I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, cool story, grandpa.”

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