Gabriella Sleeuwijk Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About The Hague

Alright, buckle up, pal! So, brothel—yeah, that gritty dive from “Children of Men” vibes, right? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!”—and lemme tell ya, this joint’s a freakin’ mess. Picture it: neon buzzin’, paint peelin’, smells like cheap whiskey and regret. Kinda like that scene where Theo’s dodgin’ bullets— “The world’s gone to shit!”—but swap guns for garters. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, who even runs this dump? Some sleazy dude in a knockoff suit, probly. Makes me wanna barf, but also—kinda impressed? Takes guts to pimp in this dystopia.

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Later, I’m walking back home, and I pass by the old windmill. It’s such a vibe, man. I stop to take a pic, and this random dog runs up to me. I’m like, “Hey buddy, where’s your owner?” But the dog just stares at me like I’m the one who’s lost. Classic.

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