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About The Hague

Weird thing – some write poems, heard one recitin’ under the pier. Blew my mind, man! Here I am, fish guts on my hands, and she’s spittin’ bars about lost love. Exaggeratin’ maybe, but I’d say she’s Shakespeare of the streets! Favorite movie vibe fits here – quirky, messy, real. Prostitutes ain’t just hookers, they got stories, man, layers like fish scales.

Sexonomics

Betty has been a recovering prostitute on and off for four years and wants to convince women who still sell their bodies that there is a better way.

So, I’m fuming, right? I’m walking past the old church on the Markt, and I see this cute little café. I think, “Hey, coffee will fix this.” I order a cappuccino, and the barista, this dude with a wild beard, spills it all over the counter. I’m like, “Dude, really?” But he just laughs it off. I mean, I get it, we all have those days.

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