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About Amsterdam

But lemme tell ya, first time I floored her—damn, heart jumped like a rabbit on a trampoline. “This is my chance,” I thought, channelin’ Malik—y’know, that scene where he’s all “I’m takin’ control”? Felt alive, folks! ‘Cept she’s a sneaky one—shifts so rough, nearly cracked my spine. Here’s the deal—she’s a tease, all power, no mercy, like she’s laughin’ at ya, “You ain’t man enough!” Sarcasm? Oh, I got plenty—call her “queen of the road,” more like queen of my nightmares.

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Bemmel is a town in the eastern Netherlands, in the province of Gelderland. Bemmel has about 12, residents. Mapcarta, the open map.

Anyway, I shake it off, literally. I head down to the Markt, where they have that weekly market. It’s packed! Fresh veggies, flowers, and all that jazz. I’m tryin’ to dodge people, but it’s like a game of Frogger. I bump into this old lady, and she gives me the dirtiest look. I mean, c’mon, lady, I’m not tryin’ to start a fight here!

Harold “Sonny” Van Bemmel, 87, Orange City