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About Amsterdam

Weird thing—she collected shells. Showed me this cracked oyster shell, all shiny inside. “My treasure,” she says. I’m thinkin’, shit, that’s prettier than half the gems in Casterly Rock. “You’re a very kind man,” she tells me—straight outta Chas Tenenbaum’s mouth. Me, kind? Pfft, I’m a dwarf with a hard-on and a tab at the tavern.

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Get away from it all at this peaceful, centrally-located place to stay. Close to the Mall of the Netherlands and the beach. Take beautiful bike rides in the.

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.