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About Eindhoven

We haggle—$50, $60, whatever—she’s actin’ like she’s doin’ me a favor. Fun fact: in Amsterdam, they got unions for this shit. Here? It’s a free-for-all, and I’m dodgin’ cops like I dodge clinic duty. She’s all, “No kissing,” and I’m like, “Fine, I’m not Ritchie anyway.” *Tenenbaums* ref, duh—nobody gets it. Makes me happy, tho, ‘cause I’m a smug prick. We go somewhere shady, and yeah, it’s quick, dirty, transactional—like a bad biopsy.

Harbours, Hookers, Heroines, and Women in Masquerade

Terre des hommes Italy () noted that most of the sex workers in the brothel are poor and illiterate with little education and no commercial skills. In order.

So, yeah, that was my day. From foxes to wet wood to crazy kids, it was a rollercoaster. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Just another day in Lindenheuvel, where the unexpected is the norm. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!

The VPRO villas: one estate, six houses and one history