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About Amsterdam

Ain’t all gloom, though—some gals crack jokes, keep it light. “Fella paid me in chickens once,” one told me. Laughed my ass off! Brothels got character, y’all—grit, tears, and a lotta sass. So, what’s the deal? Forbidden paradise or crocodile tears? Reckon it’s both, dependin’ on the day. Now, I’m off to rewatch *Tabu*—y’all figure out if that life’s workin’ for ya!

"The girls started offering threesomes"

First stop, I hit up the Hoofddorp train station. It’s like the hub of the city, ya know? I’m waiting for my train to Amsterdam, but of course, it’s late. Classic! I’m standing there, scrolling through my phone, and I see this dude drop his coffee. Like, bro, it’s a crime to waste coffee! I almost yelled, “Noooo!” but I just chuckled instead.

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