Hazel Budapest Xx. Keruelet Brothel ❤️

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I read once—get this—some brothel in Amsterdam, 1600s, had a secret tunnel for priests to sneak in. Hypocrites bangin’ while preachin’ purity! Laughed my ass off, then got pissed—same old power games. And don’t get me started on today—fancy “escort” apps, all sleek and legal-like, but it’s still a grind for the workers. Surprised me how it’s dressed up now, all shiny, but same shit underneath.

After that, we decided to stroll down to the Danube. The view from the Chain Bridge is just insane. I mean, the way the sun hits the water? Pure magic. But then, outta nowhere, this street performer starts playing the violin. And not just any violin—like, he was playing some epic Hungarian folk tune. I got all emotional, like, “Wow, life is beautiful!” But then, I realized I had no cash to tip him. Total buzzkill.