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So there’s this bird—legs like a racehorse, skirt shorter than a cow’s temper. I’m buzzin, heart’s racin—happy as a pig in shit! “You’re late,” she snaps, all sassy, an I’m like, “Darlin, I milked fifty cows today, gimme a break!” Reminds me of that movie line—“Don’t look at me like that!”—she’s givin me the stink-eye, but I’m too knackered to care. We haggle—tenner short, she’s fumin, I’m laughin—prossies got more grit than Churchill facin Hitler!

Starting as a self-employed sex worker in the Netherlands

Then, I head to the park. OMG, it’s packed! Families, dogs, kids running wild. I’m just trying to find a spot to sit. Finally, I plop down near the pond. There’s this fountain, and it’s spraying water everywhere. I’m like, “Great, now I’m wet.” But whatever, it’s hot out.

Girl, 14, the sixth cyclist killed in Amsterdam this year