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About The Hague

But oh, the rage when she’s late! Clients screamin’, “Where’s me goods, Jack?!” Me, pacin’, mutterin’ “This is not a democracy!”—straight outta *Almost Famous*, ‘cept I ain’t got no golden god to save me. She’s a tease, ‘Whore’ is—keeps ye guessin’. Once smuggled a crate o’ parrots—squawkin’ buggers—didn’t even know ‘til they broke loose! Feathers everywhere, crew cursin’, me laughin’ ‘til I cried. “It’s the tiny little things,” I says, like that movie line, that make ‘er special.

Apeldoorn Escort

First off, I hit up the market on the Hoofdstraat. It’s like a mini carnival every Saturday. Fresh veggies, flowers, and all that jazz. I’m strolling, minding my own biz, when I spot this old dude selling the best stroopwafels. I mean, these things are like heaven in a waffle. I grab one, and boom! It’s like a sugar explosion in my mouth. Happy vibes, right?

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