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About Almere

My precious! Me, Gollum, raspy lil’ freak, installin’ radio-electronic gizmos—wires, beepin’ boxes, all that jazz. But listen, mate, findin’ a prostitute? Tricky, slippery business, innit? Like in *Inception*—dreams in dreams, layers of muck. “You mustn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling!”—hah, but this ain’t no dream, it’s real streets, real stink.

Herman Gordijn

As a young boy, Herman Gordijn () once accidentally wandered into The Hague's red-light district, a world that would fascinate him throughout his.

First stop, I’m rollin’ down the Kerkstraat, and I see this old dude, Jan, struggling with his bike. I mean, c’mon, it’s a bike, not a rocket ship! I help him out, and he’s all like, “Dank je wel, jongen!” I’m thinkin’, “No prob, man. Just try not to fall over again.”

Golden jackal spotted in Netherlands