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Sarcasm kicks in—“oh, noble profession, huh?” Pfft, gimme a break. Yoda vibes, I lean into—“strong, you must be.” She was, tho—stood there, unblinking. Respect, I felt, weirdly. “A thing is a thing,” Godard’s echo hits. Thing, she ain’t—just flesh, breathin’. Huntin’ her, huntin’ escape, same diff.

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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.

But then, out of nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I just can’t catch a break! I’m running for cover, and I see this cute dog. I’m talking about the fluffiest pup ever! I’m trying to pet it, but the owner’s like, “He’s shy.” I’m like, “Dude, I’m shy too, but we can be shy together!”

Statue of Gerard Philips en route