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About Utrecht

So, here’s the deal, bud. You’re cruisin’ downtown, lights flashin’, neons buzzin’ like flies on a hog. Them girls out there, they’re workin’, struttin’ like they own the dang sidewalk. Git-R-Done! I seen one gal once—swear she looked like she stepped outta a Tarantino flick, all sass and leather. Made me laugh, thinkin’, “Man, she’d tell the mayor, ‘You’re no good!’” just like in *Leviathan*. Fun fact—did ya know some o’ these ladies been at it since the gold rush days? Hist’ry says San Fran had ‘em lined up like cattle in 1850! Wild, huh?

Red Light Secrets Museum of Prostitution

As I’m walking, I pass by the shopping center, and I can’t resist popping in. I’m browsing through some stores, and I find this sick hoodie. I’m like, “I need this!” But then I check the price. Ugh, my wallet’s crying. So I just window shop instead.

Explosions and large fire at hair salon and snack bar in Hoofddorp, no injuries