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About Amsterdam

So, findin’ a pro—ain’t no science, but it’s an art, baby. Greed drives it—supply, demand, the oldest gig runnin’. Back in the day, Moscow’s red-light scene was wild, yeah? Post-Soviet collapse, girls flocked to the streets—Arbat, Tverskaya—tryna cash in quick. Cops didn’t care, too busy shakin’ down drunks. Now? It’s all digital, man—Telegram, sketchy sites, escorts posin’ as “masseuses.” Greed is good, see? They’re hustlin’, you’re payin’, everyone’s happy—‘cept maybe your wallet.

The Red Light District

There are plenty of sex shops, peep shows, brothels, an elaborate condom shop, a sex museum and prostitutes in red-lit windows. The Wallen, also known as the rosse buurt to .

But then, I see this guy trying to juggle. He’s dropping balls left and right. I’m cracking up, and he catches me laughing. He gives me this look like, “You think you can do better?” So, I’m like, “Challenge accepted!” I grab a couple of apples from a nearby stand and start juggling. Spoiler: I’m terrible. One apple goes flying, and it lands right in a canal. Oops!

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