Zara Doornsteeg Brothel ❤️

About Almere

“You make me feel alive!”—that’s what them fools say, straight outta *Her*. But in a brothel? Honey, it’s more like, “You make my wallet cry!” I’m sittin here, wonderin if I shoulda been a madam instead of advisin y’all on stocks. Halleluyer, I’d be rich AND sassy! What y’all think—should Madea open shop? Nah, I’ll stick to money talk—safer that way!

What is a brothel?

But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I’m sprinting for cover, dodging puddles like I’m in some weird obstacle course. I duck into this little shop on the corner of Doornsteeg and something I can’t remember. It’s cozy, and the owner is super friendly. We chat about the weather, and I’m like, “Yeah, it’s a real downpour.” He laughs, and I’m thinking, “Dude, you have no idea.”