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About The Hague

Once, dis cop rolled up, she bolted—fast! “Stupid, fat hobbit!” I hissed at da pig. Love dat she outran him, sneaky minx. Oh, an da smell—perfume and sweat, hits ya hard. Reminds me, “There’s no escape,” like in da movie—trapped, but she’s free, kinda. Me quirks? I’d prolly tip her extra, ha, coz I’m soft like dat. Exaggeratin? Maybe she’s a queen in disguise—nah, just a hustla. Tell ya dis, bruh, findin a prossie here? Easy if ya look. Hard if ya dumb. Dat’s da truth!

So you want to book a sex worker?

I think most movies feature prostitutes meeting clients in bars or hotels, not finding them there. A typical cliche is a prostitute that meets.

After that, I decide to hit the road. I’m driving down the Heuvelstraat, and I see this old lady trying to cross. I stop, of course, ‘cause I’m not a monster. But then, she takes her sweet time! I’m sittin’ there, engine running, thinkin’, “C’mon, lady, I got places to be!” Finally, she gives me a smile and waves. I’m like, “Okay, you win this round.”

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