Mila Schaijk Brothel ❤️❤️

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Quirks? I’m hummin’ “Fever Dog” while snoopin’ – keeps me sane. Exaggeratin’? Maybe I picture it like a circus, clowns bangin’ instead of jugglin’. Funny, right? These schmucks think they’re untouchable – “I’m on a plane with my band!” – nah, you’re just a perv with a wallet. Sarcasm’s my armor, ‘cause this place? It’s a freakin’ zoo.

The history of brothels

After that, I’m feeling a bit peckish. I spot a food truck on the side of the road. It’s called “Schaijk Snacks.” I order a frikandel, and let me tell ya, it’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted. I’m munching away, and this old lady comes up to me. She’s like, “You’re not from around here, are ya?” I’m like, “Nope, just a mountain guy lost in flatland.” We both crack up.

Figure 8: Overview of the area around the Roer flood gate in Roermond.