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About Utrecht

I pull over—shady spot, neon lights blinkin’. Sketchy dudes everywhere. Mmm… donuts—wish I had one now. This chick walks up, all sass, smokin’ a cig. “Hey, big guy, need a lift?” she says. I’m like, “D’oh! Not that kinda lift!” Laughin’ my ass off—she don’t get it. Funniest thing? She’s got a tat of a truck—ironic, huh? Cargo guy meets cargo gal!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

First off, I’m wandering around the streets, and I’m like, “Where the heck am I?” I mean, I got off at the wrong train station. Classic me. I was supposed to hit up Groningen, but nope, Leek it is. So I’m strolling down the Hoofdstraat, and it’s all cute and stuff. Like, I could totally see myself living here. But then, bam! I trip over a cobblestone. Seriously, who thought that was a good idea? I’m like, “Great, now I’m gonna break my ankle in a town no one knows.”

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