Stella Bodegraven Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and the smells—stale beer, sweat, somethin’ fruity. Hated it, loved it, can’t decide. Reminds me of that diner in *Mulholland Drive*, all grimy but pullin’ ya in. Brothels got that pull—danger, thrill, a peek at the underbelly. Dr. Evil, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” for a night where ya don’t know what’s real! What ya think, mate—ever been? Spill it!

What is a brothel?

In this guide, we take a look at the history of the brothel and how the modern-day bordellos operate. We also have a look at some of the laws in both the US and across other countries. Missing: Bodegraven.

After that, I decide to take a stroll by the canal. You know, the one that runs through the center? It’s pretty chill there. I’m just vibing, when I spot this old lady feeding ducks. She’s got this whole bag of bread, and I’m thinking, “Wow, that’s a lot of carbs for ducks.” But then, she starts talking to me about the history of Bodegraven. Apparently, it used to be a big deal for cheese. Who knew? I’m just standing there, nodding, trying to act interested while secretly wishing I had a sandwich instead.

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