Camila Hoogeveen Brothel ❤️❤️

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Gets me thinkin’—who’s judgin’ who? Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but they’re peekin’ through curtains. Hypocrites, man! We swears! Surprised me once, heard a gal there saved up, bought a damn bakery. From brothel to bread—how’s that for a twist? Still, gets dark—some dudes, slimy, grabby hands, ugh, hate ‘em. “We’re not animals!”—wish they’d hear that. Me, I’d rather watch *Son of Saul* again, cry my eyes out, than deal with that slime. Brothels, tho—messy, loud, real. Kinda love it, kinda don’t. What you think, huh?

Het oudste bordeel van Hoogeveen?

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Back inside, the chaos continues. A lady comes in, and she’s all flustered. “I need help! My cat is stuck in a tree!” I’m like, “Lady, I’m a cashier, not a cat whisperer!” But I can’t help it. I feel bad, so I tell her to call the fire department. I mean, what else can I do?

Hoogeveen celebrates with matches and tournaments