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About Amsterdam

Oi mate, it’s Bond, James Bond – suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ bout whores, yeah? Got me thinkin’ of this one bird I met, total stunner, but a proper tart. Reminds me of *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*, that flick I bloody love – slow burn, dark vibes, Nuri Bilge Ceylan’s a genius. “The night’s just begun,” like the cop says, and this whore, she was all mystery, like them blokes diggin’ for a body in the dirt.

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I meet my sister at the old church on de Heuvel. She’s late, of course. I’m standing there, looking like a lost puppy. Finally, she shows up, and she’s all, “Sorry, traffic!” I’m like, “In Gennep? Really?” But whatever, we grab some ice cream at the little shop nearby. It’s decent, but I’m still salty about the fries.

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