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Alright, friends, let’s talk fish! Find a prostitute—well, that’s what I call ‘em down by the reef, those sneaky little blennies! Happy little trees, huh? These fellas ain’t trees, tho—they’re slimy, slippery devils! I’m an ichthyologist, so I’m all about fins and gills, and these prostitutes of the sea got me hooked! Reminds me of *Melancholia*, that movie I adore—y’know, “In the end, everything is a void,” but these fish? They’re alive, wrigglin’, makin’ chaos in the deep!

“I Work in Amsterdam’s Red Light District—Here’s What It’s Like in a Pandemic”

Apr 29,  · Anna, who is from Romania, came to the Netherlands 10 years ago to work as a sex worker, renting a window in Amsterdam’s Red Light District (she uses a pseudonym to Missing: prostitute.

After that, I head over to the park on De Kade. It’s a nice spot, you know? Green, chill vibes. I’m just trying to unwind when I spot this food truck. It’s got the best fries in Driemanspolder, or so they say. I’m like, “I gotta try this!” So I order a portion, and while I’m waiting, I see this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m thinking, “Dude, you’re in public!” But then, they start laughing. Turns out, it was just a playful spat. Classic Driemanspolder drama, I guess.