Nora Oosterpark Brothel ❤️

About Groningen

Me fave flick’s all ‘bout hidin’ who ya are. Brothels? Same deal! Blokes actin’ all proper, then bam – “I know what I’m risking” – they’re in there, trousers down. Makes me laugh, but also sad, y’know? These girls, some o’ ‘em, stuck. Not all, tho – met this one bird, swore she loved it. “Free cash, free life,” she says. Fair play, I reckon, but still – dodgy as hell.

Tokyo’s Red Light District

Stand in the window at the Red Light Secrets Museum of Prostitution, a tiny and easily overlooked museum — and former brothel — in the heart of.

First off, I hit the streets. Oosterpark is like this hidden gem, right? You got the park itself, all green and lush, but then you got these streets like the Oosterparkstraat and the Weesperzijde. They’re just vibin’ with life. I’m walking, minding my own biz, when BAM! A bike zooms past me. Like, dude, slow down! It’s not a race!

Five percent of the 18th cent. Dutch economy depended on slavery