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About The Hague

I’m ramblin’, I know, my brain’s all over! She suprises me, tho—thought she’d be dumb, but nah, she’s sharp. Probly knows more bout business than me, and I’m the damn industrialist! Makes me happy, weirdly—like, good for her, ya know? But ugh, the smell—cheap perfume, cigs, drives me nuts! I’m like, “Honey, invest in some Chanel!” Total sarcasm, she’d never.

“HONK IS WONEN MET DE WERELD AAN JE VOETEN”

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First stop, I hit up the Hoofddorp train station. It’s like the hub of the city, ya know? I’m waiting for my train to Amsterdam, but of course, it’s late. Classic! I’m standing there, scrolling through my phone, and I see this dude drop his coffee. Like, bro, it’s a crime to waste coffee! I almost yelled, “Noooo!” but I just chuckled instead.

Building It, and Hoping the Big Leagues Come (Published 2013)