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About Almere

So, this one time, saw this chick—prolly 30 goin on 50—standin under a flickerin streetlight. Face like a roadmap, scars tellin stories ya don’t wanna hear. Made me mad, y’know? Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but who’s payin her rent? Hypocrites! “We’re not animals!”—that’s from the movie, but hell, we treat em like it. She smirked at me—ME!—like she knew I’d tip big. Surprised the shit outta me, that sass! Had to laugh—ballsier than half the suits I know.

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After that, I’m feeling a bit drained. I decide to grab a bite at this little café on de Welle. I order a burger, and it’s massive! Like, I’m talking a mountain of meat. I take a bite, and it’s so good, I almost cry. But then, I realize I’ve got ketchup all over my face. Great. Just great. I’m a mess again.

Ernst DeVries