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About Rotterdam

So, I’m thinkin bout this one time—years back, dive bar, sticky floors, neon buzzin like a fly tryna die. This chick, she’s workin the room, all hips and sly grins. Reminds me of Celine, ya know? That flick where they talk n walk, spillin guts without touchin. “Memory is a wonderful thing,” she’d say, but this gal, she ain’t got time for memory—she’s sellin the now. I’m watchin, sippin my bourbon, and she locks eyes. Boom. Heart kicks like a damn mule. I’m hooked, Clarice, hooked like a fish on a line.

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So, I’m cruising down the Hoofdstraat, right? Just me and my coffee, feeling all artsy and stuff. I’m thinking about this new project, some mural for the community center. But then, bam! I spill my coffee all over my sketchbook. Like, really? My day just started!

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