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About The Hague

But ugh, the stench of it all—sweat, desperation, like a cave full o’ dead fish. Reminds me o’ them dark ops in the film, all sneaky and rotten. Ever wonder how they sleep? Prostitutes, I mean. Bet they don’t—haunted, they is, by every grubby hand. We hates it! Hates how it’s old as dirt too—back in Rome, they had ‘em marked with tattoos, little known fact that! Branded like cattle, makes me spit.

Background

Portrait of a Prostitute; The Sower; The Raising of Lazarus-after Rembrandt; Small Pear Tree in Blossom; The Sheepshearer-after Millet; View of a Butchers Shop; The Vicarage at Nuenen; .

As I’m walking, I see this street performer on the corner of de Wetering. He’s playing the guitar, and honestly, he’s pretty good. I stop to listen, and before I know it, I’m clapping along. The crowd’s getting into it, and I’m feeling the vibe.

Alfa Laval to close Dutch factory