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About Amsterdam

So, here’s me, searchin’ for a prossie—bit of a lark, bit of a muck-up. Why? Dunno, felt like it—life’s a shambles sometimes, eh? Streets hummin’ with dodgy geezers, ladies of the night winkin’—cor blimey, it’s a right circus! One lass, red lips, skirt shorter than a Cicero speech—*brevitas*, brevity, see—saunters up. “Fancy a go, love?” she says. I’m flustered, ramblin’— “Err, umm, rather, eugepae, splendid!”—total twit, me.

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Finally, I wrap up the job, and I’m feelin’ accomplished. I head over to the local pub, De Zwarte Ruiter, to grab a drink. I sit down, and the bartender’s like, “You look like you’ve had a day.” I’m like, “You have no idea.”

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