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About Rotterdam

Angry, I get tho—pisses me off when folks judge ‘em hard. Like, “She’s just trash,” they say—nah, bro, chill! Life ain’t that simple, fear twists their minds, see? Got this story—heard it once, some hooker in Amsterdam, legit saved a dude from drownin’ in a canal. Ain’t no one talkin’ bout that, huh? Hero shit, but nah, she’s “dirty.” Blows my mind, that hypocrisy—grrr!

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But then, outta nowhere, it started to rain. Like, really rain. I was like, “Come on, Abcoude! Give me a break!” I ducked into a shop on the corner of the Dorpsstraat. It was a quirky little place, full of antiques. I found this old clock that was ticking away. I thought, “This is a metaphor for life, right?” Time keeps ticking, even when you’re soaked.

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