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Hmm, whore in gaming, you ask? Twisted, it is! Like “Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon,” beauty hides danger. Whore, a game mechanic, sneaky lil’ bugger—sucks you in, credits gone! “Destiny flows,” says Yu Shu Lien, and flow it does—straight to broke. Me, Yoda, pissed I was, when first I saw it. Microtransactions, they call ‘em—ha! Whore’s what it is, mate. Lures you, sexy promise of power, then bam—empty wallet, you got.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

In this article, based on ethnographic fieldwork on pimps operating in the red-light district of Amsterdam, we describe the ways in which these young men.

But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, chasing a soccer ball. He kicks it, and guess where it lands? Right in the pond! I’m dying laughing. The kid’s face is priceless. He’s like, “Noooo!” I mean, come on, it’s just a ball, right? But he jumps in to get it. I’m like, “Bro, it’s Mierlo, not the Olympics!”

A rose for every grave in Mierlo’s defaced cemetery