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About Amsterdam

So, brothel—whaddya think? Oldest gig in the book, right? Been around forever, like wood dust in my shop. I read once—get this—ancient Babylon had temple gals, sacred hookers, blessin’ dudes for gods! Wild, huh? Makes me chuckle, picturin’ some priest goin’, “Bless ya, son, now pay up!” History’s nuts, man. Nuts! And it ain’t just sex—nah, it’s power, it’s cash, it’s lonely saps needin’ a hug. Gets me mad, tho—guys exploitin’ gals, treatin’ ‘em like scraps. Pisses me off! But then—surprise—some ladies run the show, callin’ shots, stackin’ gold. Like Yubaba in the movie, huh? “Give me your name!”—boom, she owns ya.

The history behind the Red Light District in Amsterdam

Then I decide to check out the park. It’s called “De Dijk.” Super chill spot. I plop down on a bench, and this old lady starts chatting me up. She’s telling me about the history of Buitenpost. Apparently, it used to be a big deal back in the day. Who knew? I’m nodding along, but inside I’m like, “Lady, I just wanna enjoy my roll.”

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