Angelina Emmer Compascuum Brothel ❤️

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Ooh, funny bit—once heard a guy braggin’ he “visited” five times in a night. Five! Mate, that’s a tall tale bigger than me pineapple house! Probs just ate chips and cried, haha! Me, I’d rather watch me movie again—Bauby’s all, “My imagination’s my escape.” Brothels? Same vibe—escapin’ real life fer a hot sec.

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Willkommen in Emmer-Compascuum, einer charmanten kleinen Stadt in den Niederlanden. Obwohl sie nicht so bekannt ist wie Amsterdam oder Rotterdam, hat Emmer-Compascuum Missing: brothel.

First off, I woke up late. Like, super late. My alarm? Totally ignored it. I bolted outta bed, threw on whatever I could find. I mean, who needs matching socks anyway? Not me! I rushed outta my flat on de Klinkerweg, and let me tell ya, the air was thick with... something. I dunno, maybe it was the bakery on the corner? Or the weird smell from the canal? Either way, I was already late for my first gig.

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