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About Rotterdam

“Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin’!” I yell in my head, ‘cause half these gals try scammin’ ya. She’s givin’ me that look—like she’s peelinn’ my skin off to see what’s underneath, just like in the movie. I roll up, tractor still rumblin’, and she’s like, “What’s a farm boy want?” I’m thinkin’, lady, I just hauled 10 tons o’ manure, I deserve somethin’! Made me laugh, her sass—sharp as Judge Judy’s gavel.

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Finally, I get to the job site on de Dijk. Beautiful view of the water, but I’m too cranky to appreciate it. I’m unpackin’ my stuff, and guess what? My favorite hammer is MIA! Like, where the heck did it go? I swear I had it last night. Maybe it ran off with my sanity.

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