Grace Noord Scharwoude Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Amsterdam

So, picture this—old brothel I heard about, back in Spain, 1800s. Creaky floors, hidden rooms, legit secret panels carpenters like me drooled over. Built by some shady dude who loved trapdoors—prolly to dodge angry husbands. Little known fact: they hid cash in the beams! Found coins when they tore it down—history’s dirty laundry, huh? Makes me happy, thinkin’ bout craftsmanship meetin’ chaos. But damn, the smell—sweat, cheap perfume—grossed me out. No capes! None of that fancy nonsense, just raw life.

2004 NPB North Dutch Bench Press Championships

Abstract. In this document we describe the CEDAR dataset, a five-star Linked Open Data representation of the Dutch historical.

After the meeting, I grab a quick bite at that little place on de Witteweg. You know, the one with the best fries? I order a portion, and they’re perfect. Crispy, golden, just what I needed. I’m munching away, feeling a bit better, when I overhear this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I can’t help but eavesdrop. They’re fighting about…wait for it…who left the lights on! I mean, c’mon, people!

Het Zwarte Gat met oud-topturnster Renske Endel: "De wereld opende zich"