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About The Hague

So, this one time, right, I’m cruisin’ Soho—London’s red-light central, baby—and I see her, fishnets ripped, leanin’ on a lamppost. She’s got this vibe, like she’s sayin’, “Hit me with a stick, I don’t care.” Straight outta the movie, that toughness! I’m thinkin’, shagadelic, she’s got guts. Did ya know, back in Victorian times, some prossies made more than doctors? Wild, right? Blows my mind—makes me happy they’re hustlin’ better than suits.

Introduction

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The market’s buzzing, right? Fresh veggies, flowers everywhere, and the smell of stroopwafels wafting through the air. I’m in heaven. I grab a stroopwafel, and it’s like a hug in my mouth. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs into me. I spill my coffee all over my shirt. Ugh! I’m standing there, looking like a walking coffee stain. Great start, huh?

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