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About Amsterdam

Lemme tell ya, I respect the hustle. Reminds me of Furiosa—tough as nails, takin’ no crap. “What a day, what a lovely day!”—that’s what I’d yell watchin’ ‘em dodge the pigs and the creeps. One time, I heard this story—true shit—‘bout a hooker in Vegas who’d stash cash in her boots, like war boys hidin’ nitro. Cops never checked there, too busy eyeballin’ her goods. Smart, right? Made me grin ear to ear—outsmartin’ the system, that’s the Rock’s kinda vibe!

Chapter 29 - The Thunder Vault

Amateur prostitute Ergou took advantage of him and arranged for a door-to-door service for 2, yuan. director: None yet. language: None yet. Click: 0.

First off, I hit the streets of Amby, and it was like, what’s up with the weather? One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s pouring. Typical Dutch, am I right? I was just trying to grab a coffee at that cute little café on the Hoofdstraat. You know the one? The barista, bless her heart, spills my cappuccino all over the counter. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed!”

Ambrose Philip 'Amby' Duperon