Skylar Doornsteeg Brothel ❤️

About The Hague

But real talk, it’s freaky too. Girls gotta fake it, smile through crap. “We’re all unreliable narrators,” Polley’d say. They’re actin’, but who’s the real them? Blows my mind. Oh, and typos—screw it, brothl, brotel, who cares! I’m typin’ fast, brain’s racin’. Ever think ‘bout the smells? Perfume, booze, desperation—yuck, but kinda cool.

The Brotheler Guide

Vogelwijk Brothel Netherlands, Role Play and Fantasy, Dirtytalk, Cum in Mouth, Dirtytalk.

After the rain chills out, I head back outside. The streets are glistening, and everything smells fresh. I’m feeling good again. I wander down to the canal, and it’s stunning. The sunset is painting the sky in shades of orange and pink. I whip out my phone to snap a pic, but my battery dies. Of course! Just my luck.