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About Almere

Anyways, this one time, a chick stumbles into my bar—total hot mess—says she worked a brothel in Reno. Spilled tea ‘bout the “madam” rulin’ with an iron fist, kept ‘em in line like Brad Pitt yellin’, “You in the wrong place, Nazi!” She laughed, I laughed—then I cried a lil inside. Tough gig, man. Hmm… I’d rather sling beers than deal with that crap. What d’ya think—brothels sound fun or fuckin’ nuts?

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A Dutch midwife falls in love with one of the first cinematographers and with cinema. Her dreams of the Wild West cause the birth of a new film genre.

First off, I’m a document specialist, which sounds fancy but really just means I deal with papers all day. But today? Today was a rollercoaster. I grab my coffee from that cute little café on the corner of Bloemendaal’s main street, the one near the church. You know the one, right? The one with the weird pastries that look like they belong in a museum. I swear, I took a bite and almost choked. Like, who puts that much cream in a pastry?

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