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About The Hague

Oh blast it all! C-3PO here – panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?” – divin’ into this mess about whores. Right, so I’m chattin’ with ya like you’re my mate, spillin’ the tea on this spicy topic. Whores, yeah? Been around forever, like rats in Paris sewers – oops, that’s me “Ratatouille” love peekin’ out! “Anyone can cook,” Remy says, but can anyone, y’know, *whore*? Hah! Bet ya didn’t think a droid’d go there.

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First off, I’m at my little bakery on Stokstraat. It’s cozy, like a warm hug, but today? Today was a whole different vibe. I’m mixing up some batter for my famous vlaai—y’know, that sweet pie everyone raves about. Suddenly, the door swings open, and in walks this tourist. He’s lost, like, really lost. He’s lookin’ for the Vrijthof. I’m like, “Dude, you’re in the wrong place!” But he’s all, “Can I get a pastry first?” So, I whip him up a kersenvlaai, and he’s over the moon. I mean, who wouldn’t be? It’s like a slice of heaven!

Atlas begins Maastricht-Asia route for MSC