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About Rotterdam

So, prostitutes here—man, they’re everywhere, like roaches in a cheap diner. Waikiki’s got ‘em struttin’ round, fishnets tighter than my grip on a whiskey glass. I hate it, but I respect the hustle. Gotta eat, right? Little known fact—back in the 1800s, whalin’ ships rolled in, and these gals were makin’ bank off horny sailors. True story, look it up, I ain’t lyin’. Kinda badass, if ya ask me, but still—gross. “We’re searching for something buried,” like in the movie, and these girls? They’re buryin’ their dignity six feet under every damn night.

Vraag en antwoord

First off, I hit the streets. I’m talking about the Hoofdstraat, where all the action is. Or, well, as much action as you can get in a small town. I’m strolling, coffee in hand, feeling all artsy and stuff. Then, bam! I trip over a bike. Like, who leaves their bike in the middle of the sidewalk? Ugh, so annoying!

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