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About Rotterdam

Yo, fam, it’s Yeezy here—stove-maker vibes, ya dig? Talkin’ ‘bout brothels, man, wild shit! Like, I’m thinkin’—sex dens, right? Steamy, sweaty joints, history drippin’ off the walls. Got them old-school bordellos, fancy-ass velvet curtains, smellin’ like cheap perfume and regret. Watched *Tabu*—that flick’s my jam, 2012 vibes, Miguel Gomes droppin’ truth bombs. “Time has no mercy,” he says—brothels feel that, yo! Places age, sag, like tired hustlers, but still kickin’. Used to be mad legal—1800s, Paris, dudes just strollin’ in, no shame. Now? Shady corners, neon lights buzzin’, sketchy as fuck.

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After that, I decide to take a stroll by the canal. You know, the one that runs through the center? It’s pretty chill there. I’m just vibing, when I spot this old lady feeding ducks. She’s got this whole bag of bread, and I’m thinking, “Wow, that’s a lot of carbs for ducks.” But then, she starts talking to me about the history of Bodegraven. Apparently, it used to be a big deal for cheese. Who knew? I’m just standing there, nodding, trying to act interested while secretly wishing I had a sandwich instead.

Beer Man: Double Oatmeal Stout will tickle tastebuds