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About Amsterdam

Man, lemme tell ya bout brothels, motherfucker! These joints, they wild as hell—sweaty bodies, cheap perfume, fuckin’ chaos! I’m sittin here thinkin bout “Tropical Malady,” that trippy-ass flick I love, y’know? That movie’s got this vibe—dark, steamy, like a brothel at midnight. “The forest is full of secrets,” it says, and shit, ain’t that the truth bout these places? Secrets everywhere—dudes sneakin in, ladies hustlin, all that hidden shit.

Kies je taal

First stop, the good ol’ Kloosterstraat. I get a call about some “massive infestation” in a bakery. Like, c’mon, who lets rats run wild in a place where they bake bread? I roll up, and the smell of fresh pastries hits me. But then, bam! I see these little furballs scurrying around like they own the place. I’m like, “Yo, this ain’t a rat party!”

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