Hazel Delft Brothel ❤️

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Ain’t gonna front, tho—some o’ it’s messy. Dudes fightin’ over girls, stumblin’ out broke, smellin’ like regret. But the energy? Electric, dawg. You see shit others don’t, ‘specially when you laid-back like me. “Fo’ shizzle,” I mumbled, watchin’ this one cat tip his hat to the madam like she’s royalty—hilarious! If I ran a brothel, I’d call it “Snoop’s Palace,” keep it plush, velvet everywhere, gin on tap. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but that’s the dream, ya dig?

Oldest part of Amsterdam

Delft Blue Agro Porcelain Canal House, Dutch BROTHEL No made in Holland. The sign on front says Red Light District and various employees are peeking.

Finally, I get it working. I’m feeling like a hero, right? But then, outta nowhere, my buddy Jan shows up. He’s got this huge grin, and I’m like, “What’s up, man?” He tells me he just got a new bike. A fancy one, too! I’m like, “Dude, you’re gonna fall off that thing!” But he’s all excited, and I can’t help but smile.

Four Vici grants for leading TU Delft researchers