Julia Bennekom Brothel ❤️

About The Hague

Oh, and get this—Victorian times, brothels had secret codes! Knock twice, whisper “sausage”—bam, you’re in! Sneaky, sneaky, like a crab scuttlin’ sideways. Ties to that movie feel—“The world’s gone mad.” Total madness, but kinda genius, y’know?

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So, I finally made it to the office on de Wetering. I was feeling pretty good until I realized I forgot the meeting notes. Ugh! I had to wing it. You know how it is—trying to sound smart while your brain’s like, “What’s a budget?” I could see everyone’s eyes glazing over. I mean, who cares about spreadsheets, am I right?

A sociable melting pot: so it is possible, Beringhem rocks