Lila Oss Brothel ❤️

About The Hague

I’m happy though, ‘cause I caught ‘em lyin’. Claims they got “no incidents”? Bullcrap! Found a report—some john got bit by that damn snake last year! Didn’t report it, those cheapskates. I’m like, “Respect my authoritah, you sons of bitches!” They’re gonna pay out the ass now. Oh, and get this—rumor is, this brothel’s haunted by some hooker who offed herself in the ‘50s. Adds that *Melancholia* vibe, y’know? “There’s nothing to mourn here,” I mutter, kickin’ a chair.

Russian spies can strike

After a bit of tinkering, we get it going. I’m finally blasting away, and it feels good. The grit flying everywhere, the sound of the machine—it’s like music to my ears. But then, outta nowhere, I get a face full of sand. I’m talkin’ like I just walked into a sandstorm. I’m spitting out grit, and Jan’s laughing so hard he almost drops his gear. “Welcome to the club, man!” he yells. Yeah, thanks, Jan. Real supportive.

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