Hannah Enschede Brothel ❤️

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“Goodbye to Language,” that flick—fuck, it’s my jam. Godard’s throwin’ chaos at ya, no rules, just raw shit. Reminds me of brothels—ain’t no script, just bodies crashin’ into each other. Like he says, “Not a just image—just an image.” That’s it, man, brothels ain’t justice, they’re just there, messy and real. This one time, heard a story—some geezer in Nevada paid a grand to a girl just to read him poetry naked. Poetry! In a brothel! Laughed my ass off, but kinda sweet, innit? Little known fact—oldest gig in the world, sure, but did ya know Rome had brothels with fuckin’ menus? Like, “two coppers for this, five for that”—proper fast food fuckin’.

Brothel in Enschede with the best Dutch girls

Broken heart or brothel scene? In this work by Jan Steen (/ - ) the woman with the lute on the foreground seems to be the key figure. But.

After the parade, I head back to the café. It’s packed again! I’m like, “What is happening?!” I’m back in promoter mode, chatting, laughing, and handing out more flyers. I’m on fire!

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