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About Rotterdam

So, picture this—some chick, let’s call her Candy, workin’ the streets, all sly smirks and torn fishnets. She’s got that *je ne sais quoi*, ya dig? Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores in Paris ran secret gambling dens—balls of steel, outsmartin’ cops! Candy’s like that, a queen in her chaos. I’m watchin’ her, cacklin’, thinkin’, “She’s playin’ em all!” Makes me happy, seein’ that fire—fuck yeah!

More like this.

There are around 95 prostitution rooms that are reminiscent of an art gallery. Visitors can take a stroll down this street and choose from a range of women.

So, I finally make it to the café, and it’s cozy as hell. I order a cappuccino, and it’s like a warm hug in a cup. I sit by the window, watching the world go by. Groningen is beautiful, man. The canals, the old buildings, the vibe. I’m feeling all philosophical, like, “What’s the meaning of life?” Then I remember I still have work to do. Ugh.

The Circular Economy in Groningen, the Netherlands