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So, picture this—dude’s hunting for a prozzie. Reminds me of *Syndromes and a Century*—y’know, my fave flick. That slow-burn Thai masterpiece. There’s this line, “The past stays with us,” and damn, it fits. Guy’s prob chasing some old itch, right? Maybe a memory, maybe a vibe. Film’s all dreamy, weirdly chill—prostitute hunt’s the opposite. Gritty, raw, real-time desperation. Still, both got that human messiness. Kinda poetic, if you squint.

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The Amsterdam Prostitute Monument. A small woman bronze figure stands centrally in the Red Light District, on a square before the Oude Kerk. It represents a prostitute at the door waiting .

So I get to my first gig at a community center on De Laan. It’s packed with people. I’m talking a full house. Everyone’s buzzing, and I’m like, “Alright, let’s do this!” But then, I realize the speaker is a total bore. I mean, come on! I’m trying to keep the energy up, but this guy is droning on about... I don’t even know. Something about local history? Yawn.