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About The Hague

First off, it’s a damn maze! You don’t just stroll up and say, “Hey, hook me up!” Nah, it’s shady dudes whisperin’, eyes dartin’ like they’re in a spy flick. Found this one corner—let’s call it Prostitute Central—near a busted-up bar. Girls there looked tired, tough, like they’d seen more shit than a sewer rat. Made me mad, ya know? System’s screwed—nobody’s savin’ ‘em, just like the mayor in *Leviathan* crushin’ folks for fun. “You’re all just meat to me,” he’d say. Same vibe here.

Wasp Sting

I just self-published my first (non-fiction) Kindle eBook, a historical mystery called 'Finding The Lost Templar Treasure'. I don't know what to.

But then, I see this old dude on a bike, right? He’s wobbling all over the place, and I’m thinking, “Dude, you’re gonna eat pavement!” And guess what? He does! I’m standing there, half-laughing, half-worried. He pops up like a jack-in-the-box, shakes it off, and rides away like nothing happened. I’m like, “What’s in the water here?”

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