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About Amsterdam

So, yeh, I’m picturin it—me, stalkin the streets, lookin for that vibe. Not the high-class escort shit, nah, too sterile. I want the raw deal, the real fuckin mess. Like, you ever hear bout them old Romanian prossies in the 80s? Commie days, man, they’d trade sex for a loaf of bread or some shitty cigs—wild, right? Survival, pure n’ simple. Kinda makes ya think—how far’s a gal gotta fall?

Starting as a self-employed sex worker in the Netherlands

Then I spot this little café, Café de Zeerover. Sounds fancy, right? I go in, and it’s cozy. I order a coffee, and the barista’s like, “You want whipped cream?” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” I mean, I’m a lumberjack, I can handle a little sweetness.

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