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*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. So, listen up, kid—findin’ a prostitute? Dark side’s got its tricks. I’m thinkin’ bout my fave flick, “The Grand Budapest Hotel”—fancy vibes, right? Picture this: me, stalkin’ the shadowy streets, lookin’ for some action—none of that posh lobby crap. “Very good, monsieur,” nah, more like, “Gimme the goods, scum.”

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In De Wallen section of the Red Light District, you can find up to one-room cabins with red lighted windows behind which prostitutes stand, enticing adventurous travelers and locals alike.

First off, I’m cruising down the Driemanspolderweg, right? It’s like the main artery of this place. I’m jamming to some tunes, feeling good, when BAM! A pigeon decides to dive-bomb my car. Like, dude, what’s your problem? I swear, that bird had it out for me. I almost swerved into a bike lane. Not cool, man.