Aria Hemiksem Brothel ❤️

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What gets me ragin’ tho – them prissy toffs judgin’ the lasses. “The horror you have endured!” – mate, it’s a livin’, ain’t it? Some punters tip big, some are right wankers, but it’s trade, pure and simple. Me fave bit? The madams – tough as nails, runnin’ the show, countin’ coin like wartime generals. “I will have my freedom!” – damn right, they do, in their own way. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s a bloody circus, brothel is – chaos, laughs, tears, all that jazz.

CODART Canon

Jan Sanders van Hemessen was born in Hemiksem Van Hemessen produced tavern and brothel scenes that address the theme of unbridled living where drinking causes.

My spa? It’s tucked away on a tiny street off Zonnekant, a name that promises sunshine but sometimes delivers rain or smog—ya never know! I always say: “I can see Russia from my house!” cuz sometimes you just gotta hyperbolize, right? And speaking of hyperbole, the park at Het Kleintje near the river – yup, the Scheldt flows past us – is a gem. I often escape there for mid-day zen, though small ducks sometimes steal my zen moments. Annoying duck drama, seriously.

Fig. 2. Scheldt catchment and its tributaries, as well as the locations...