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Little fact for ya—Amsterdam’s red-light gig? Started ‘cause sailors needed a quick bang ‘tween voyages. Practical, right? But here’s the kicker—some old brothels had secret tunnels. Rich pricks slippin’ out, no one the wiser. Sneaky bastards! Gets me mad, though—how they hid it, actin’ all holy. Hypocrites, man, fuckin’ hypocrites.

Seaside Spa

Rooms very basic and clean. Pool areas and beaches clean. Staff on the whole were plesent. We felt the food was very poor and not a grat.

Now, y’know, I always wander near the Seaside River. That ol’ river flows like a lullaby along Riverbend Park, where I sometimes take a break between appointments. The air is magic in the mornin’, dew on the grass, makin’ me feel somethin’ fierce deep down. And lemme spill a secret — my parlor is near Bluebell Ave. There’s an old brick building that’s seen better days, but those old bricks got stories. Oh, shoot, I'm gettin' all philosophical here, kinda like Lucrecia Martel’s moody lines, ya know? “I feel like I’m floatin’,” kinda vibe, but with a twist of Dr. Phil wisdom.

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