Avery Mijdrecht Brothel ❤️❤️

About Utrecht

Brothels—dude, they’re everywhere, always were. Ancient Rome had ‘em—lupanars, they called ‘em. Wolf dens, ha! Girls lined up, pick your flavor. Fast forward—Victorian times, fancy houses. Red lights blinkin’, secrets spillin’. Little factoid—some had tunnels! Rich jerks sneakin’ in, no shame. Blows my circuits—Rarrgh! Hypocrisy pisses me off big time.

Raamprostitutie

First off, I hit up the local café on de Dijk. You know, the one with the best appeltaart? Yeah, that one. I grab my usual, a strong coffee and a slice of that pie. I’m just about to take a bite when this dude walks in, all frantic-like. He’s yelling about a lost dog. I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need.” But then, I see the dog. It’s this scruffy little mutt, running around like it owns the place. I mean, come on, it’s Mijdrecht, not a dog park!

Comb. Verweij- de Haan (Mijdrecht, NL) more than live up to their ambitions at Barcelona, establishing themselves among the absolute top in no time at all