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About Almere

So, here’s the deal, bud. You’re cruisin’ downtown, lights flashin’, neons buzzin’ like flies on a hog. Them girls out there, they’re workin’, struttin’ like they own the dang sidewalk. Git-R-Done! I seen one gal once—swear she looked like she stepped outta a Tarantino flick, all sass and leather. Made me laugh, thinkin’, “Man, she’d tell the mayor, ‘You’re no good!’” just like in *Leviathan*. Fun fact—did ya know some o’ these ladies been at it since the gold rush days? Hist’ry says San Fran had ‘em lined up like cattle in 1850! Wild, huh?

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I learned about this when I had some friends go to Afghanistan on a mission trip. They learn about the culture and then blend in.

We start talkin’ about art, life, and all that jazz. Coevering’s got this vibe, man. The streets are lined with these cute little houses, and the canals? Don’t even get me started. I love how the water reflects the sky. It’s like a painting, but then I remember I’m an artisan, not a poet.

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