Camila Uitkerke Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Antwerp

Hmm… so, I’m slingin’ drinks, right? Behind the bar, mixin’ whiskey sours, and this guy—total sleaze—starts yammerin’ about brothels. Like, “Marge, you ever think ‘bout them ladies?” Ugh, made my skin crawl! I’m thinkin’, “What a schmuck,” but I lean in—nasal as hell—“Hmm… brothels, huh? Classy joint or total dump?” He laughs, I gag. Reminds me of *Inglourious Basterds*—ya know, that scene where Aldo’s like, “We’re in the killin’ Nazi business!”? Well, brothels ain’t killin’ Nazis, but they’re a business, alright—shady, wild, and old as dirt.

Brothel Scene (page from a sketchbook), 1938 - 1939

The building will soon become 'Hangar D'Amour' so that prostitutes can operate legally and can rent the premises.

Now, the landmarks – gotta include "The Old Mill" on River Amour. That babbling brook though – oh man, it’s so sweet and steady, like a whispered secret, ya know? I’ve sat there and watched couples, my heart racing, feeling all that crazy juicy energy! And OMG, "Clocktower of Desire" in the centre, blazin’ up to the sky – it's a freakin’ beacon of drama, like "Happy Birthday, Mr. President!" kinda surprise every time I glance at it.