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About The Hague

Me fave flick, *Amour*, got me thinkin’. That old couple, clingin’ to eachother – “You’re still here?” Escorts do that too, y’know? They stick around, hear yer crap, even when ya stink of desperation. Makes me bloody happy, that. Someone’s there, even if it’s fake. But it pisses me off too – punters treatin’ em like trash. Oi, they’re people, not toys! Surprised me once, this lass told me she reads poetry between gigs. Poetry! Who’d a thunk it?

Velkommen til Annoncelight

Lunchtime rolls around, and I hit up the Dappermarkt. Man, that place is a treasure trove! Fresh produce, street food, and the best falafel ever. I grab a wrap, and while I’m munching, I see this street performer on the corner of the Dapperstraat. He’s juggling flaming torches! Like, what?! I’m half-eating, half-watching, and I’m thinking, “This guy’s got guts.”

Amsterdam hits housing snag: Construction falls short of target