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About Rotterdam

So, this one spot—heard it from a pal—was run by this chick, Madame somethin’. She was a freakin’ ghost, doc! Nobody knew her real name, just whispers. Had this big ol’ scar, they say, from a john who got too handsy. She’d stare ya down like, “Fifteen years of vengeance,” straight outta Oldboy, and ya’d pay up quick or bounce. Tough as nails, but fair—kept her girls safe, no BS. That made me happy, ya dig? Hate when the little guy gets screwed.

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Then, I bump into my buddy, Jan. He’s got this crazy idea to check out the Soestdijk Palace. I’m like, “Sure, why not?” We hop on our bikes, and I’m feeling all fancy, like I’m in some royal movie. But then, Jan’s bike chain snaps. Classic Jan! He’s cursing like a sailor. I’m just standing there, laughing my head off.

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