Anastasia Bilgaard Brothel ❤️

About Almere

Here’s a kicker—Nevada, USA, only spot there where it’s legal. Bunny Ranch, famous as hell. Owner’s a nutcase, braggin’ on TV. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, watchin’ him—dude’s a meal waitin’ to happen. But real talk, some girls there rake in 6 figures—shocked me, that did! Thought it’d be all grime, no glory. Nope, cash flows like wine. Still, lotta dark shit—traffickin’, coercion. Pisses me off, that side of it. Innocents trapped, no fairy-tale endin’ like Amélie’s Paris.

Bordellet i Prinsesse Strit

Man, what a day! I’m a forester, right? So, I’m used to chillin’ in the woods, surrounded by trees and critters. But today? Oh boy, today was a whole different ball game. I found myself in Bilgaard, and lemme tell ya, it was a wild ride.