Vanessa Lille Brothel ❤️❤️

About Paris

So, I hit this joint once—swanky spot, hidden in Amsterdam’s back alleys. Red lights buzzin, girls laughin, smell of cheap perfume hittin ya nostrils. Greed’s the engine, man—dudes droppin stacks for a taste of paradise. Made me happy as hell, seein folks chase what they want, no bullshit. But pissed me off too—some sleazy bouncer tried rippin me off, 50 extra euros for “VIP.” VIP my ass, same damn room, just dimmer lights!

Visiting Sleeping Beauties: Reawakening Fashion?

'Aux Belles Poules', rue Blondel 32, is a former brothel that has retained its interior (consequently it has had a preservation order slapped on it). It is.

Okay, lemme just throw in my fav—and here’s the thing, don’t expect perfection in these streets—there's some rough patches too. Some corners near Gare Saint Sauveur? Mad chaos sometimes! I once got lost there, real lost, my heart pounding like crazy—o-scaled, twice, thrice! But that’s the city, man, full of surprises.

Lille and Marseille unable to be separated as battle for European spots continue