Mila Schepdaal Brothel ❤️

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Here’s a quirky bit—ever hear of “red-light district” origins? Some say railroad guys left red lanterns outside brothels—boom, a signal! Dunno if it’s true, but I’m vibin’ with it. Adds some spice! Oh, and I’d totally suck at runnin’ one—too paranoid about cops. “We need to focus on the institution,” Marty’d preach—brothels are systems, not just hookups. Deep, huh?

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Schepdaal’s little park, De Rust, is a gem. We laugh there at night. I once sat under scarily bright stars, mind racin’. I spilled secrets with strangers, like a diary in public. Wallflower times, ya know?

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