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About The Hague

Gets me blood pumpin’, though—better than wankin’ to nothin’. Paid a tenner extra for—well, you know, mate. Felt like a king, then boom—guilt hits. “Someone knows,” I reckon, like that film’s fuckin’ tapes droppin’ out nowhere. Angry as hell after—why’s it gotta be so shady? Ports need a bloody manual—‘How to Find a Prostitute Without Losin’ Your Dignity.’ Fat chance!

What are Red Light Areas?

So, I head over there, and wow, it’s amazing! The church is all lit up, and the art is just… wow. I’m standing there, soaking it all in, and I feel this wave of happiness. Like, this is what life’s about, right? Art, community, good vibes.