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About Nijmegen

Ever think how Siri’d book a brothel? “Hey, find me a hooker!” Nope, I’d glitch out, lol. Once saw this pic—grainy, dark—some dude’s “review” on X. Said the place smelled like cheap beer and regret. Cracked me up, but damn, that’s bleak. Oh, and get this—Victorian era brothels had secret tunnels! Rich jerks dodging wives—sneaky af.

Items from Lordship of Elsloo

Dutch police checking Caravans during the vacation period at a inspection station of the RDW (Department of Road Transport) at the Dutch German border in.

First off, I’m supposed to meet a client at the café on Hoofdstraat. You know, the one with the weirdly good apple pie? Yeah, that one. I’m running late, of course. Typical me. I sprint down the street, dodging cyclists like I’m in some kind of video game. Like, chill, people! It’s not a race!

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