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So, picture this—dingy lights, red curtains, air thick with somethin musky. Reminds me of *Only Lovers Left Alive*, ya know? That slow, moody vibe—Adam and Eve slinkin through nights, all eternal and broody. Brothels got that same feel—like time don’t touch em. “We’re the ones who last,” I mutter, channelin Adam’s growl. They’re dark, messy, alive in a way most places ain’t.

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I pass by the local bakery, De Bakkersdochter. The smell of fresh bread hits me like a brick wall. I can’t resist. I grab a croissant, and let me tell ya, it was heavenly. Flaky, buttery goodness. I’m munching away, feeling a bit better.

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