Nora Zuid Scharwoude Brothel ❤️

About Rotterdam

Stinks though, don’t it? Sweat, cheap perfume – ugh, me nose was dancin’ a jig! Fell over a bin once, peekin’ in – rubbish everywhere, me sprawled like a twit. “If you stand still, the beast gets you!” – ha, stood still too long, got a whiff of somethin’ rancid! Reckon brothels got stories, mate – dark ones, funny ones. Ever hear bout the one where a punter left his false teeth? Found ‘em next day, chattin’ to a lamppost – pure gold!

Things to do in Zuid-Scharwoude

After class, I decide to explore a bit. I stroll down de Witteweg, and it’s so picturesque. Like, postcard material. But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I’m talking full-on monsoon. I duck into a café on de Zand, and it’s packed. I grab a coffee, and the barista is super friendly. We chat about the weather, and I’m like, “Yeah, typical Dutch, right?” She laughs, and I feel a bit better.

Six convicted in extremely violent Noord-Holland robberies that left one dead