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Oh, and here’s a hoot—one time, investigatin’ a claim, this prostitute told me she got “whiplash” from dancin’ too hard at a strip joint. Whiplash! From twerkin’! I was like, “Darlin’, you’re pullin’ my leg!” She winked, said, “Maybe I am, cowboy.” Had to admit, she was slicker’n a greased pig. Reminded me of Jesse’s line, “You ever consider suicide?”—not ‘cause I was down, but ‘cause she near killed me with that sass!

The Burgher and the Whore: Prostitution in Early Modern Amsterdam

Lotte van de Pol explores how the vice trade was embedded in Amsterdam's society, economy, and judicial system, and how legislation and policing were shaped by.

I gotta throw in some personal quirk – my fave hideaway’s a tiny bench behind the old church on Klosterweg, where I spill my brain over coffee. Cool, shady, and filled with memories. Spilled secrets to myself about trust, betrayal, and the odd miracle. “I guess that’s just the way it is... you know?” had me laughin’ at life’s twists, just as in "The Master" where every cut feels like a revelation.

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