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Fun fact, tho—did ya know some prostitutes in old Russia used to hide in churches? Yep, blendin’ with the choir ‘til nightfall! Sneaky lil’ devils. Prolly whisperin’, “Where’s your father now?” like in the movie—ha! I’m cacklin’ thinkin’ ‘bout it. Anyway, I keep walkin’, and this other chick—ooh, she was FINE—winks at me. ME! I’m like, “Honey, I ain’t buyin’ what you sellin’!” But I was flattered, y’all, happier than a pig in mud!

Once a downtown fixture, sex shops' prominence wanes

So, I’m strolling down the Hoofdstraat, right? Just vibin’, coffee in hand, when I spot this cute little café. It’s called “De Koffieboon.” I mean, who can resist a place with a name like that? I pop in, and the barista, this dude with a massive beard, is like, “What’s up?” I order a cappuccino, and he hands me this frothy masterpiece. I’m like, “Dude, you’re a wizard!”

Velp Ave. entrance to I-41 to close through October