Julia Borne Brothel ❤️

About Eindhoven

Hannibal Lecter here—“I ate his liver with fava beans”—I’d stroll in, sniffin the air, noticin the perfume mixin with desperation. These joints got history, yeah? Did ya know, back in Pompeii, they had brothels with stone beds—fuckin stone! Imagine the backache, jesus christ, no wonder they drank so much wine. Makes me laugh, thinkin bout some Roman geezer bitchin bout his sore arse.

Born Into Brothels

We will cover: Identifying local brothels. Search for brothel born children. Building consciousness among their mother about their.

So, I finally find a spot on de Molenstraat. It’s quieter there. I’m takin’ a breather, when I spot this cute café. I’m like, “I need coffee.” I waddle over, and the barista’s like, “What can I get ya?” I’m like, “Uh, a latte?” She gives me this look, like I just asked for a unicorn.

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