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About Rotterdam

Now, lemme spill some tea—did ya know, back in the 1800s, them “ladies of the night” had secret codes? Yeah, man, they’d flash a red hanky or somethin’ sneaky to signal clients. Wild, right? History’s fulla these lil’ nuggets—makes me wonder what Chihiro’d think, wanderin’ into that kinda mess. “This is not a bathhouse I signed up for!” she’d say, all wide-eyed and pissed. I’d be right there with her—damn straight, this world’s a trip.

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After the meeting, I decide to grab a bite. I hit up this little café on the corner of the Dorpsstraat. The food is bomb, but the service? Not so much. I order a sandwich, and it takes forever. I’m sitting there, scrolling through my phone, and I see a pic of the Bunnik Castle. I’ve lived here forever, and I still haven’t visited it. What’s wrong with me?

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