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About The Hague

Humor me, mate, but ain’t it ironic? We pay for time, attention, everywhere—therapists, dates—but cluck at them? Hypocrisy’s loud, bro. Prostitutes, they’re mirrors, showin’ us our own weirdness. “I’m not one of them,” we lie, but aren’t we all sellin’ somethin’?

2 children

First off, I wake up late. Classic me. Alarm? Nah, it decided to take a day off. So, I’m scrambling, throwing on whatever I can find. I mean, who needs matching socks anyway? Not me! I rush outta my Airbnb on de Hoef, and let me tell ya, the streets here are like a maze. I’m dodging bikes like I’m in some twisted video game. Seriously, these Dutch cyclists are like ninjas.

"This year, sauerkraut demand has, fortunately, normalized"