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About Rotterdam

I saunter over, cool as you like—gotta keep it smooth, right? “Evening, love,” I say, flashin’ that 007 grin. She’s all sass, “What’s yer poison, handsome?” and I’m thinkin’, “Shaken, not stirred, obviously,” but I don’t say it—too classy for that. Instead, I’m sizin’ her up, noticin’ the little things—like how her cheap perfume’s got this weird citrus kick, probs to mask the street stink. Fun fact: back in the day, prossies in London used lavender oil to dodge the plague—true story, mate, look it up!

Red Light District

This. Just browse, find a nice girl, text them and ask if they’re willing to meet you and they can probably receive you at their place.

Then, I see this street performer on de Korte Hoogstraat again. He’s playing the accordion, and honestly, he’s not half bad. I throw him a couple of euros, and he gives me a nod. It’s a small moment, but it makes me smile. I think about how music can heal, even just a little.

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