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About Rotterdam

My favorite flick, *Requiem for a Dream*, fits perfect. That spiral, man, that’s them. Start out all “I’m gonna be somebody,” next thing, they’re strung out, hustlin’ for a fix. Breaks my heart, but what can I do? I ain’t no saint. I call one up, she’s all business, “30 minutes, 200 bucks.” I’m thinkin’, “Fuck, that’s a steal!” – sarcasm, obvi. She shows up, smells like cheap perfume and regret, and I’m like, “Gabagool? Ova here!” just to break the ice. She don’t laugh. Tough crowd.

Meeting Pakistani prostitutes

But then, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some dude just knocked over a bike. Like, come on, man! It’s Gennep, not a demolition derby! I’m about to say something, but he just walks away. I’m left standing there, shaking my head.

Ritual and the Secular Day of the Dead