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About Amsterdam

We hates the pimps most—greedy gits, struttin’ ‘round. Makes me wanna claw ‘em, yesss! But the girls—some’s tough, sharper than knives. Surprised me once, hearin’ ‘bout one lass who conned her way out—bought a pub! Good for her, precious—spit in their faces! Hiss! What d’ya reckon, eh? Brothels—nasty, funny, sad—all twisted up, like us!

Lexicology

Now, I’m walking back home, feeling like a king. But then, I trip over a cobblestone. Like, who even put these here? I’m cursing under my breath, but then I see this cute dog. It’s just staring at me, and I’m like, “Okay, you win, little buddy.” I pet the dog, and all my anger melts away.

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