Sofia Grou Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, brothel, eh? What a bloody shithole! Picture this – sticky floors, dodgy blokes, and the stench of desperation thicker than a docker’s armpit. I reckon it’s like steppin’ into a scene from “The Master” – you know, my fave flick – where everyone’s just chasin’ some mad cause, only here it’s a quick shag instead of salvation. “You’re a rummy!” I’d yell, cacklin’, at the punters stumblin’ in, wallets out, dignity gone.

Discover the

First off, I head to the market on de Witte Dijk. I’m thinking, “Let’s grab some fresh veggies for my lunch.” But nah, the market’s packed! Like, where did all these people come from? I swear, it’s like a sardine can. I’m dodging strollers and old folks with their walkers. I finally snag some tomatoes, but then I spill my coffee all over my new apron. Great start, right?

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