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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk brothels—dirty, wild, fuckin’ insane spots! Ya know, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “The Wolf of Wall Street”—Scorsese’s a genius, man! That flick’s all excess—booze, broads, and bucks. Brothels? Same vibe, just darker, seedier. Picture this: dim lights, sticky floors, girls struttin’ like they own ya. “Don’t you know who I am?”—straight outta Leo’s mouth, right? I’d swagger in, Jack-style, feelin’ like a king.

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I've lived in the Hague my whole life and would say Paard club (not the bar) with actual parties (Vunzige deuntjes, mama africa, etc.) during the cold times.

After that embarrassing moment, I decide to hit up the local market on the Strandweg. I need some wood, right? So, I’m wandering around, checking out the stalls. There’s this guy selling fresh herring. I’m not a fish guy, but the way he’s talking about it makes it sound like a gourmet meal. I’m tempted, but nah, I stick to my plan.

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