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About Breda

Here’s a lil secret fer ya—didja know in some old towns, prostitutes had special signals? Like, a red lantern hangin outside! True story! Ain’t that wild? Git-R-Done! I’m picturin Carlos struttin in, all smug, “I don’t negotiate with amateurs!” Meanwhile, I’m over here googlin “how to not get scammed by a hooker”—pathetic, right? Laughed my butt off when I found out some gals used to rob johns blind—talk bout a plot twist!

In the shadow of The Shard it has become a place to remember loved ones lost to suicide

Then, outta nowhere, it started pouring rain. I mean, seriously? One minute it’s sunny, the next I’m soaked. I ducked into a little shop on de Heuvel. They sell all sorts of random stuff. I found this weird vintage postcard of Grave from the 1900s. I had to buy it. It was like a piece of time travel.

Gaza has become a “mass grave” for Palestinians and those helping them