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About Almere

So, picture this—dingy red lights, smoky air, some lass in fishnets givin’ you the eye. I walked into one once—swear, felt like Gotham’s underbelly. Smelled like cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey. Made me angry, yeah—fuckers treatin’ girls like meat slabs! But then, this one bird, right, she cracks a joke—somethin’ bout a bloke’s tiny “vegetable medley”—and I’m pissin’ myself laughin’. Humor in a brothel? Who’d a thunk it! Surprised me, mate, turned the whole vibe upside down.

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After that, I needed a breather. So, I stroll down to the park on de Dijk. It’s a nice spot, you know? Trees, ducks, the whole shebang. I sit on a bench, trying to chill. But then, this kid runs by, chasing a soccer ball, and BOOM! He kicks it right into my lap. I’m like, “Dude, really?” But he just laughs and runs off. Kids, man. They’re a trip.

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