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About Rotterdam

So, ‘ere’s me story, yeah? Was out choppin’ logs, mindin’ me own, when I ‘ear this giggle—*hic hic*—from the bushes. Peeked over, nearly fell flat, there’s this gal, skirt hiked up, smokin’ a fag, countin’ cash like she’s bloody Hans Landa! “You don’t like me? Tough titties!” she says, flickin’ ash. Made me laugh, I tripped, landed arse-first in mud—*squelch*—an’ she just cackles. Proper cheeky, that one.

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The law states that a woman can be a prostitute only if she’s of legal age and after signing an affidavit in which she declares she can’t find another job and is acting of her own free will.

By the time the rain stopped, I was in a weird mood. Happy, but also annoyed. I mean, Goirle, you’re full of surprises! I decided to head home, but not before stopping by the park. The one with the pond? It’s so peaceful there. I sat on a bench, just watching the ducks. They were quacking like they were having a serious convo.

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