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About Rotterdam

Alright, man. Here’s the deal. I’m a cashier—beep beep, scanning crap all day. But prostitutes? Whoa. They’re out there. Hustlin’. Like in *Toni Erdmann*. You know—where the dad’s all awkward. Puts on them fake teeth. Tries to FIX his daughter’s life. Prostitutes got that vibe. Kinda lost. Kinda bold. I see ‘em sometimes—near the gas station. After my shift. Hair all wild. Eyes tired. But they’re WORKIN’ it.

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Next, I decide to hit up the park, you know, just chill. I walk over to het Terheijdense Bos. It’s beautiful, man! Trees everywhere, birds chirping, and I’m thinking, “This is the life.” But then, I see this group of kids playing soccer. They’re loud, like, really loud. I’m trying to enjoy nature, and they’re yelling like it’s the World Cup.

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