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Aight, so findin’ a prostitute? It’s shady, no cap. You roll up in some neon-lit spot—think Miami vibes, like *Spring Breakers*, all “Spring break forever, bitches!” Streets buzzin’, girls postin’ up, heels clickin’. You see ‘em, they see you. Eye contact’s the game. But yo, it ain’t just walkin’ up like, “What’s good?” Nah, there’s codes, fam. Gotta know the lingo. Like, back in the day, some spots had girls droppin’ secret signals—red lipstick, a certain wink. Bet you didn’t know that! I read that shit somewhere, blew my mind. History’s wild, man.

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So, I finally make it to the beach. The sea’s all wild and frothy, and I’m feeling it. I sit down, pull out my sketchbook, and start doodling some ideas for a new violin. I’m thinking about using some local wood, maybe from a tree on the Scheveningen boulevard. You know, keep it real.

Baggerbedrijf De Boer secures maintenance dredging work at Scheveningen port