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About Almere

But then – cackle – there’s this one bird, swear she’s the queen of the kip. Struts about like she owns it, givin’ lip to punters. Made me chuckle, that did. Got a gob on her like a docker, tellin’ some drunk git, “Oi, you ain’t worth the fiver!” Absolute legend. Bet she’s seen shit that’d make yer eyes water – tales of blokes cryin’ after, or one time, right, some prat left his false teeth on the nightstand! True story, heard it from a cabbie who swears he drove the toothless sod home.

2017: recht op een aansteker

So, I’m standing there, caffeine-deprived, and I see this dude on a bike zoom past. He’s got this wild hair, looking like he just came from a rock concert. I’m like, “Bro, where’s the fire?” But he just laughs and speeds off. Classic Zaanstad, right? Everyone’s in a rush, but for what?

Much of a Dutchness: the Hotel Inntel Zaandam