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About Amsterdam

So, lemme spill it—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. Ya gotta know the streets, the shady corners, or these days, the sketchy websites. Back in the day, thinkin’ 1800s London, them gals worked outta “bawdy houses”—fancy name for a hookup spot. Little known fact: they’d advertise with red curtains, real subtle, huh? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ how sneaky they were, like me dodgin’ Elmer Fudd! Nowadays, it’s all apps and coded ads—craigslist ain’t what it used to be, doc!

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SkybearJones. OP. • 2y ago. Are you trying to get the most downvotes? You gotta compete with the prostitute hater. Upvote 7. Downvote Reply.

So, I leave the market, feeling all sorts of ways. I decide to walk it off down the Hatertseweg again. I’m lost in my thoughts when I bump into an old friend. We start chatting, and it’s like no time has passed. We’re laughing, reminiscing about the good ol’ days. It’s a nice distraction, you know?

Tower Hatert is a Combined Social Housing and Health Care Center in The Netherlands