Ava Doornsteeg Brothel ❤️

About Rotterdam

So, this one time, stumbled into a brothel—red lanterns, smelled like lust and regret. Lass there, called herself Rose, had a scar on her cheek. Said she knifed a bloke who wouldn’t pay. Badass, yeah? Made me laugh, “What use is a life without risk?”—that’s me quotin’ Spielberg’s robot lad. She winked, I tipped extra. Happy as a pig in shit, I was.

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So, I wrap up my day in Doornsteeg, feeling all sorts of emotions. Happy, frustrated, surprised. It’s like a whirlwind of feelings. I head back to my hotel, and I can’t help but smile. Doornsteeg, you’ve got my heart. What a day!