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Alright, mate, gather round! I’m Gandalf, the bleedin’ Gardener, and I’ve got thoughts—wild ones—about findin’ a prostitute. Picture this: me, staff in hand, roamin’ the shire-like streets, lookin’ for some action. “You shall not pass!” I bellow at the dodgy blokes lurkin’ in alleys, tryin’ to rip off the lasses. Ain uneasy, right? Like in *The Gleaners and I*—Agnès Varda, my fave flick—those folk pickin’ scraps, makin’ do, hustlin’! That’s the vibe I’m feelin’ here.

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Apr 29,  · Anna, who is from Romania, came to the Netherlands 10 years ago to work as a sex worker, renting a window in Amsterdam’s Red Light District (she uses a pseudonym to .

Then, I hit up the park near de Welle. It’s a nice spot, perfect for people-watching. I plop down on a bench, and this kid runs by, chasing a dog. The dog’s got a stick, and it’s like a scene from a movie. I’m laughing, right? But then, outta nowhere, the dog decides to take a detour and jumps into the pond. Kid’s freaking out, and I’m just sitting there, cracking up. Like, dude, that’s nature for ya!

‘My favourite Dutch thing is the 35% off section at Albert Heijn’