Charlotte Dapperbuurt Whore ❤️

About Nijmegen

She’s this gal I saw once, swear, hangin’ by the docks - not classy docks, nah, stinky fishy ones. Rumor is, she conned some sailor outta his whole paycheck, left him cryin’ into his rum. Ain’t that a riot? Got me cacklin’ like a damn fool! But then, I heard she split that cash with some broke-ass widow. Shit, that surprised me - heart o’ gold under all that dirt? “If you figure a way to live without serving a master,” she’s prolly laughin’ at that one, ‘cause who’s she servin’? Herself, doc!

Dappere Buurtgebonden Amsterdammers

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 police object to civilians observing stop-and-search trial