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About Eindhoven

So, I’m out, tryna scope one out – not for me, mind ya, just curious, right? Streets smell like old cheese, kinda like Remy’s kitchen stash. Saw this one lass, dolled up, leanin’ on a lamppost – thought, “She’s got potential, like Remy’s soup!” But nah, mate, she was a trap – cop undercover! Nearly got nabbed, screamin’ “YOU SHALL NOT PASS!” in my head, leggin’ it down an alley. Heart poundin’, pissed me off – why’s it gotta be so sketchy?

Red Light Secrets Museum of Prostitution

After the meeting, I needed to decompress. So, I strolled down the beautiful, tree-lined streets of the Herenstraat. It’s so picturesque, like a postcard. I stopped by the local market. Fresh veggies, flowers, and all that good stuff. I bought some strawberries, and let me tell you, they were the size of my fist. I mean, what are they feeding these things?

Thanks to the district budget, gray makes way for green