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About The Hague

Dunno why, but whores got this—dunno—magic? Like *Spirited Away*’s river spirit, all mucky, then—bam!—pure gold underneath. Surprised me, that. Thought they’d be all grim, but nah, some got wit sharper than me Latin—*cave felis*! Reckon they’d outfox Kamaji’s soot sprites, runnin’ rings round ‘em. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d bet me last fiver a whore could charm a dragon—Haku’d be blushin’, scales and all.

A tourist stumbles upon some filthy action in Budapest.

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So, I’m strolling down the Hoofdstraat, right? Just vibin’, coffee in hand, when I spot this cute little café. It’s called “De Koffieboon.” I mean, who can resist a place with a name like that? I pop in, and the barista, this dude with a massive beard, is like, “What’s up?” I order a cappuccino, and he hands me this frothy masterpiece. I’m like, “Dude, you’re a wizard!”

Fire damages two detached garages in Suamico