Anastasia Noord Scharwoude Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

Hmm… oh honey, a brothel?! Well, lemme tell ya, as Marge Simpson, I got thots on this! Nasal nagging kicks in—brothels, they’re wild, right? I mean, sex for cash, it’s old as dirt! Been around since, like, forever—think ancient Rome, toots! They had these lupanars, fancy word for whorehouses, all legal-like. Makes ya wonder, huh? “What’s the frequency, Kenneth?”—oops, wrong movie, heh! Nah, I’m stuck on *Zodiac*, that creepy Fincher flick I adore. “I like killing people because it’s fun”—yikes, not brothel vibes, but the mystery fits! Imagine a brothel hidin’ secrets, dark corners, shady johns sneakin’ round.

Noord-Holland Reisetipps

Two onion cultivars (Sturon and Hyton) and two shallot cultivars (Tropix and Atlas) were supplied by Bejo-de Groot en Slot, Noord-Scharwoude, The Netherlands.

We drive through Noord-Scharwoude, and I’m looking out the window. The fields are so green, and the windmills are spinning. It’s kinda pretty, but I’m still fuming. We pass by the old church on de Kerkweg, and I think, “Man, I need some peace.”

Organic purple pointed cabbage: a trendy vegetable that could be here to stay