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About Amsterdam

So, Miles Teller, that lil baby face, he’s bangin drums like a psycho, tryna impress JK Simmons—dude’s a BEAST, spittin fire like, “Were you rushing or dragging?!” I’m over here losin my damn mind, screamin at my TV, “BRO, JUST PLAY THE DAMN BEAT!” Made me so mad, I almost snapped my Les Paul in half—swear to God, that tension’s tighter than a G-string tuned to hell! But real talk, it’s dope—shows ya what it takes to be a legend. Blood on the sticks, man—literal BLOOD! Ever heard that story? Teller actually drummed til he bled for real—method actin gone nuts! That’s some *Whiplash* trivia for ya ass!

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Joris is there, looking all serious. I’m like, “What’s up, bro?” He’s all, “I found something.” I’m thinking, “What, a lost cat?” Nah, it’s a freakin’ treasure map! I’m not even kidding. It’s all crumpled and stuff, like it’s been through a war. So, of course, we decide to follow it.

German envoy harps on transition to renewable energy