Elizabeth Rotselaar Brothel ❤️❤️

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This one time, heard ‘bout a brothel in Venice, 1500s – had a secret tunnel for priests! Sneaky bastards, preaching purity by day, slipping out by night. Surprised? Not me, seen worse in King’s Landing. “It’s just a little fun,” they’d whine, like them *Spring Breakers* brats – “Look at my shit!” – flashing their chaos. Makes me laugh, cruel-like, ‘cos it’s pathetic.

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Locally brewed bone broth made of the best grass-fed beef – and free range chicken bones. Containing the most important building blocks for healthy skin, bones and joints. % beauty .

I sometimes cruise down to the Molenstraat – yeah, the name literally means “mill street” – and sometimes the water of the little river just flows by, whispering secrets, like “You mustn’t be afraid to dream, kid!” I tell ya, it’s mystic, real Inception vibes, where every ripple feels like another layer of reality unfolding.

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