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Oh, an’ get dis—Victorian times, whores wore red lipstick to say “I’m open, boys!” Subtle, huh? Nowadays, it’s all OnlyFans and neon thongs—progress, I guess! Still, makes me chuckle, dem old-timey gals wudda fainted seein’ dat. Whore life’s wild, dangerous too—johns can be psychos, like Stiglitz gone rogue. Dat’s da part dat gets me twitchy—why’s it gotta be so rough?

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Next, I head to the park on de Kade. It’s beautiful, but I’m still dripping wet. I sit on a bench, and this old guy comes up. He starts telling me about the history of Zuid-Scharwoude. I’m half-listening, half-drying off. He’s going on about the old farms and how the area used to be all fields. I’m like, “Wow, that’s cool!” But in my head, I’m thinking, “Dude, I just wanna dry off!”

Six convicted in extremely violent Noord-Holland robberies that left one dead