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About Amsterdam

Alright, so I’m a carpenter, right? Dr. House style—sarcastic, gimpy bastard, “Everybody lies.” Let’s talk about whores, ‘cause why not? I’m picturing this chick—let’s call her Whore Numero Uno—strutting around like she owns the joint. Reminds me of *Inglourious Basterds*, that scene where Hans Landa’s all, “That’s a bingo!”—she’s got that smug vibe. Total pro, works the room, knows every guy’s a sucker. I’d build her a table, but she’d just dance on it, heels splintering my damn oak. Pisses me off—good wood ain’t cheap!

The Autobiography of Muḥammad

Center for Palestine Studies | Columbia University · Diary of a Male Whore (Yamiyat Ahir).

So, I plop down on my couch, and I’m just thinking about all the madness. I love this place, even when it drives me nuts. It’s home, you know? And I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Well, maybe for a lifetime supply of stroopwafels. But that’s it!

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