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About Amsterdam

Ooh, darlin’, imagine me sashayin in—blonde curls bouncin, heels clickin—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” teasin the johns like Naomi in that movie, all sultry n lost. I’d be peekin round, noticin the velvet curtains, the cheap perfume stingin my nose—goddamn, the vibes! Prolly some creep in the corner, starin too hard—ugh, gimme a break, pal! But the girls—some of em owned it, y’know? Struttin like, “This is三个

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Overall, the best experiences have been in brothels. Things are a lot more luxurious than the small rooms you get into with window prostitution.

So, I’m walking down the Kerkstraat, trying to shake off the apple drama, when I get a call. It’s my partner, Jan. He’s like, “Dude, we got a situation.” My heart drops. What now? Turns out, there’s been a break-in at the old castle, Eijsden Castle. I mean, who breaks into a castle? It’s not like there’s a treasure chest full of gold coins or something.

Council worker, 40, travels to TEN countries in under 24 hours only using public transport