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Oh, and get this—ancient Rome, whores wore blonde wigs. Stand out, scream “I’m available!” Hilarious, right? Picture it—toga, wig, struttin’. Makes me chuckle, those gals had guts. Pisses me off tho, how folks judge ‘em. Hypocrites everywhere—everybody lies! Like Aldo Raine carving swastikas—whores carved their own path. Respect, man, respect.

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First off, I’m at my little bakery on Stokstraat. It’s cozy, like a warm hug, but today? Today was a whole different vibe. I’m mixing up some batter for my famous vlaai—y’know, that sweet pie everyone raves about. Suddenly, the door swings open, and in walks this tourist. He’s lost, like, really lost. He’s lookin’ for the Vrijthof. I’m like, “Dude, you’re in the wrong place!” But he’s all, “Can I get a pastry first?” So, I whip him up a kersenvlaai, and he’s over the moon. I mean, who wouldn’t be? It’s like a slice of heaven!

Atlas begins Maastricht-Asia route for MSC