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About Utrecht

So, picture this—dusty road, tumbleweeds, me on my tractor, fantasizin’. Them girls probly seen it all, hairy dudes, drunk fools, probly even tractor nuts like me. I’d roll up, all “Hey, ladies, got a John Deere discount?” Ha! They’d laugh in my face—snarky bitches, I’d love ‘em. Makes me happy thinkin’ bout their sass, but mad too—why ain’t I got guts to visit? Too busy plowin’ fields, not—well, ya know.

Red Light District in Utrecht: Where’s the Ladies in Windows?

So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, and my phone’s blowin’ up. My buddy Joris texts me, “Yo, meet me at the park on Schiebroekseweg!” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” I grab a quick breakfast—just some toast, nothing fancy. But I spill coffee all over my shirt. Classic me, right?

This is me : Loek te Duits