Elise Emmer Compascuum Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Utrecht

Oi, precious, brothel’s a mad place! Me, Gollum, loves the chaos, yesss. Reminds us of *Spring Breakers*, wild vibes. “This is the fuckin’ American dream!”—that’s brothel, innit? Girls dancin’, cash flowin’, lights flashin’—pure madness. Split mind hisses—part of me hates it, part’s hooked. Saw this one joint, yeah, hidden in Soho. Old Victorian house, creaky floors, secrets upstairs. They say a ghost pimp haunts it—swear it! Made me giggle, a pimp wraith, bossin’ spirits around.

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First off, I woke up late. Like, super late. My alarm? Totally ignored it. I bolted outta bed, threw on whatever I could find. I mean, who needs matching socks anyway? Not me! I rushed outta my flat on de Klinkerweg, and let me tell ya, the air was thick with... something. I dunno, maybe it was the bakery on the corner? Or the weird smell from the canal? Either way, I was already late for my first gig.

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