Angelina Sint Oedenrode Whore ❤️❤️

About Amsterdam

Oi, mate, so brothel, yeah? Shaken, not stirred, I reckon it’s a wild gig. Me, James Bond, head of the lab, suave as fuck, I’ve seen some shit. Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah, they’re history lessons with tits. Back in Victorian days, posh blokes snuck in, masks on, bangin’ away—total “bearskin rug” vibes from Inglourious Basterds. “That’s a bingo!” I’d yell, watchin’ em stumble out, trousers half-down.

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After that, I needed a breather. So, I headed to the Sint-Oedenrode Museum. It’s small but packed with history. I love that place! They had this exhibit on the local carnival. Man, the costumes were wild! I was cracking up at some of the outfits. Like, who thought a giant chicken was a good idea?

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