Claire Roermond Brothel ❤️

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Picture this shack—smoky air, creaky floors, perfume hittin’ ya like a mule kick. Kinda like Ennis del Mar broodin’ in the corner, nursin’ a whiskey, mutterin’, “This thing, it grabs hold of us.” ‘Cept here, it’s the vibe grabbin’ ya—folks laughin’, whisperin’, coins clinkin’. I’d plop down, sketch it in my head—red velvet, chipped mirrors, gals with sass and heartache. One time, heard a yarn ‘bout a brothel in Nevada—legal joint, right?—where a cowboy proposed to a gal mid-session. She said no, kept his hat tho—savage!

WELCOME TO SIXSENS

From the Reeperbahn from Central Limburg to Roermond's most coveted business park. It's never boring in Aan de Rijksweg in Herten. The residents of the first hour know all about it.

We raced over to Plein 1944, and it was lit! Food stalls everywhere, music blasting. I grabbed a frikandel and a beer. Life was good again. I was dancing like a fool, and Jasper was trying to keep up. We were laughing, just two warriors enjoying life.

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