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About Amsterdam

So, I’m like, “Nah, babe, I’m good,” and she’s salty as hell, tossin’ shade – “You’re no fun, big guy!” I laugh, ‘cause, shit, I just jumped outta a plane, I’m fun enough! Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” Funny thing? She had this tat – a parachute! I’m thinkin’, “Yo, that’s fate or some freaky coincidence!” Got me hyped, like maybe she’s a badass in disguise, but nah, just a hustle. Still, I tipped her a twenty – respect the grind, ya feel me?

A bicycle trip around the Netherlands turns back the clock like child's play.

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Anyway, I finally get to the office on the Markt. You know, the one with the cute little café next door? I’m thinking, “Coffee first, numbers later.” But guess what? The café’s closed! Closed! I mean, who does that? I need my caffeine fix, people! So, I settle for a vending machine coffee. Ugh, it’s like drinking liquid regret.

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