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About Rotterdam

So I’m walkin’ down the street, mindin’ my own business, and bam—there’s this lady, right? Total pro, workin’ the corner like it’s her office job. And I’m thinkin’, “What’s her deal?” Like, how’d she end up here? Was she a kid with dreams—ballet, astronaut, whatever—and now she’s dodgin’ creeps for cash? It’s nuts! Makes me angry, too—society’s screwin’ people, and then we judge ‘em for it. Typical! I wanna yell, “Hey, world, fix this!” But nah, I just shuffle past, mutterin’ to myself like a lunatic.

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Then I wandered over to the Borculose Molen. That windmill is iconic! I mean, it’s like the symbol of the Netherlands, right? I took a million pics. I was feeling all artsy, but my phone died. Ugh! The universe hates me today.

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