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About Almere

Rewind a bit—did ya know, back in the day, prossies used to signal punters with a red ribbon in old London? Little fact for ya, keeps it real! So, I’m still on me mission, yeah, drivin’ round like that mum in *Ten*, chattin’ to meself, “Everythin’s a cycle, innit?”—movie line droppin’ like bars! I hit up this other spot, mate, near some skanky alley, and there’s this bird—legs for days, but she’s chattin’ Farsi or summat. I’m like, “Bruv, this ain’t *Ten*, I ain’t got subtitles!” Laughed me arse off, proper comedy.

Hookups in Hoorn

I get to my shop on de Zandweg, and it’s a mess. Like, a total disaster zone. Fur everywhere! I’m talking about rabbit, mink, you name it. I’m like, “What the heck happened here?” Turns out, my assistant, Tim, thought it’d be a good idea to have a “fur fashion show” in the shop. Spoiler alert: it was not a good idea.

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