Emilia Buitenpost Brothel ❤️

About Eindhoven

Ooh, funny bit—once heard a guy braggin’ he “visited” five times in a night. Five! Mate, that’s a tall tale bigger than me pineapple house! Probs just ate chips and cried, haha! Me, I’d rather watch me movie again—Bauby’s all, “My imagination’s my escape.” Brothels? Same vibe—escapin’ real life fer a hot sec.

Red Light District

But then, she says something wild. She claims there’s a ghost haunting the old church on the Kerkstraat. I’m like, “No way!” But she’s dead serious. I mean, I love a good ghost story, but c’mon! I’m not about to go ghost hunting in a small town.

Koeman: an unforgettable debut as a player