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About Rotterdam

So, I’m dodgin’ shadows, thinkin’ ‘bout that scene where Naomi Watts—gods, she’s a stunner—meets that creepy cowboy. Makes me wonder: who’s pullin’ the tricks here? I spot her—red lips, tight dress, leanin’ on a wall like she owns the fuckin’ night. “This is the girl,” I whisper to meself, smirkin’. I know things, see? Like how half these lasses got stories darker than a Dornish cellar. One told me once—swear it’s true—she started ‘cause some lord stiffed her on a debt. Now she’s out here, screwin’ for coppers. Wild, innit?

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But then, things take a turn. We’re walking down de Kerkstraat, and I see this guy yelling at someone. I’m like, “What’s going on?” Turns out, it’s a whole argument about parking. I mean, come on! It’s just a parking spot! But these guys are ready to throw down. I’m standing there, popcorn in hand, just watching the drama unfold.

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