Ava Udenhout Brothel ❤️

About Almere

Hmmm, a brothel, you say? Think, I do, about this place—shady it is! Built tables, I have, with these hands, strong and steady, but a brothel? Wild, it be! “Do or do not, there is no try,” say I—folk there, they DO, no tryin’ bout it! Watched *Boyhood*, I did, loved it—time stretchin’ slow, real life unfoldin’. Brothel’s like that, kinda—years pile up, stories stack like warped wood.

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Then I hit up the local market on the Markt. Man, the smell of fresh stroopwafels hit me like a freight train. I had to get one. Or two. Okay, maybe three. Don’t judge! They were calling my name. I’m standing there, stuffing my face, when I see this old lady, Mrs. van Dijk, trying to haggle over some flowers. She’s like, “I’ll give you two euros for those tulips!” The vendor’s like, “Lady, they’re ten!” And she’s all, “But they’re wilted!” I’m dying laughing. Udenhout’s got character, for real.

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