Mia Hellevoetsluis Brothel ❤️❤️

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But lemme tell ya, some shit pisses me off. The way folks judge ‘em, callin’ it dirty, like they ain’t got their own skeletons. “What’s true for you,” like Sarah Polley says in *Stories We Tell*, “is what you make it.” Ain’t that the truth? These women, they’re craftin’ their own damn tale, and I respect that hustle. Surprised me too—did ya know back in the 1800s, madams ran whole towns? Like, in Deadwood, this chick Al Swearengen—yeah, a woman—owned a brothel so badass she basically bankrolled the place. Power, man, straight up power.

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First off, I wake up late. Classic me. Alarm? Nah, didn’t hear it. So I’m rushing like a madman, throwing on my clothes, and I spill coffee on my shirt. Great start, huh? I hop on my bike, zooming down the streets. Hellevoetsluis is a small town, but it’s got charm. The canals, the old buildings, and the vibe? Love it.

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