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About Amsterdam

Yeah, baby! So, dig this—whore’s a trip, right? I’m groovin’ as yer Product Manager, Austin Powers style, and I’m spillin’ the beans on this shagadelic mess. Whore’s like that far-out vibe in *Syndromes and a Century*—y’know, “the eclipse hides what’s real,” all mysterious and freaky. Makes me wanna shag and cry at once! I mean, whores been around forever, yeah? Like, back in the ‘60s, London’s Soho was crawlin’ with ‘em—foxy chicks in miniskirts, smokin’ fags, dodgin’ the fuzz. Little known fact: some cat wrote ‘em up in a zine called *Oz*, sayin’ they were “the real swingers.” Far out, huh?

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So, I decide to hit the streets. I stroll down the Laan van de Kruideniers. It’s a nice street, but man, the weather was all over the place. One minute, sunny. Next minute, rain. Typical Dutch, I guess. I’m dodging raindrops like I’m in some weird game of Frogger.

MMA: Van Soest transitions from muay thai fighting to mixed-martial arts