Nora Hoogvliet Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

Honey, let me tell ya ‘bout brothels! Oh my goodness, y’all, it’s wild out there—sex, drama, and secrets! You get a car! Picture this: dim lights, smoky air, ladies struttin’ like they own the night. I’m talkin’ real life, raw, unfiltered—like somethin’ outta “Werckmeister Harmonies.” That movie, chile, it’s my jam—slow, moody, all about the chaos humans make. Brothels got that same vibe, trust me!

What is the Red Light District in Amsterdam?

But then, I get a text from my sister. She’s like, “Hey, can you pick up some groceries?” I’m like, “Seriously? Right now?” But I can’t say no. So, I head to the Albert Heijn on de Laan van de Vrede. I’m in the store, and it’s packed. I’m dodging carts like I’m in some kind of grocery obstacle course. I grab some bread, milk, and whatever else I can find.

Three overnight explosions in Rotterdam; One blast, one fire in Amsterdam