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About Almere

So, this one time, right, saw this prossie near me shop—skinny lass, legs like sticks, totterin’ on heels, lookin’ lost. Made me mad, precious, mad! Not at her, nah, at the world—why’s she there, eh? Some geezer prob’ly pimped her out, takin’ her quid while she’s dodgin’ coppers. We hates it! “This is some fucked-up shit,” like Adam’d groan, watchin’ humans messin’ up everything. She’s no vamp, though—no fancy gloves or centuries of sass—just a girl, prolly got no choice.

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offenders was diverted to Van Diemen's Land. Historians who have dealt with the women convicts as a distinct group, however briefly, almost invariably present them as the most de generate .

By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I head back home, and I can’t help but think about all the craziness. Diemen’s wild, man. One minute you’re climbing trees, the next you’re dodging soccer balls and giant chickens.

Rap matriarch BARKAA and crossing the Borderlands with Van Diemen's Band's Julia Fredersdorff