Claire Zuidwijk Brothel ❤️❤️

About Nijmegen

WALL-E tho—he’d be my brothel buddy. Rollin’ around, stackin’ condoms like trash cubes— “Directive!” I’d laugh my ass off! But serious—brothels got this vibe, right? Lonely folks, quick fixes. Makes me mad—why can’t people just talk to each other?! I’d be happy if they shut ‘em down, but—eh—people do what they do. Surprised me once, readin’ up—some workers actually *like* it! Good money, flexible hours—pretty, pretty good, I guess! Still freaks me out—cash for that? Nuts!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

First off, I’m cruising down the Korte Dijkstraat, thinking about grabbing a coffee at that little café, you know, the one with the weird name? Yeah, that one. I get there, and it’s packed! Like, who knew Zuidwijk was the new hotspot? I’m standing there, tapping my foot, and this dude in front of me orders a freakin’ five-layer caramel macchiato. Like, bro, it’s just coffee!

Figure I. The Dutch Flower Network