Elizabeth Mijdrecht Brothel ❤️

About Amsterdam

So, I’m thinkin’, brothels been around foreva. Like, ancient Rome had ‘em—called lupanars, fancy, right? Wolves howlin’ for a good time, ha! Fast forward, Victorian era, they’re hidin’ in plain sight—posh houses, secret knocks. Makes me laugh, all these stiff-necked dudes sneakin’ around. “Oh, I’m just visitin’ my aunt!” Sure, buddy, with cash fallin’ outta your pants.

Gorgeous Ladies

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!

Verweij-De Haan Combination (Mijdrecht, NL) demonstrate their potential in the international races again this season