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But ugh, the shady parlors? Piss me off! Saw this sketchy joint once—neon sign blinkin’ “Massage”—yeah, right! Total scam, overpriced, no skill. Great Scott, I wanted to zap ‘em with my flux capacitor! Real erotic-massage tho? Art form, baby! Slow hands, warm oil, tension buildin’—like “a silent agreement” from the movie. Subtle, intense, leaves ya shook.

Brothel Scene

Brothel-scenes were an important subject and prostitutes were painted as beautiful young women. The clients, however, were portrayed as fools who allowed themselves to be deceived. In both .

So, I’m fuming a bit, but whatever. I keep walking. I hit up the Pijnacker-Nootdorp train station. I’m waiting for my train to The Hague. I’m scrolling through my phone, and then I hear this loud commotion. Turns out, some dude is arguing with the ticket machine. Like, bro, it’s just a machine! Chill out! But he’s going off, yelling at it like it’s a person. I can’t help but laugh. I mean, who argues with a ticket machine?

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