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Walking every goddamn inch of Amsterdam’s Old Centre, the canal rings, and the Jordaan.
I know the trope. Go to Amsterdam, get baked, sleep with a Ukranian prostitute. It’s so pervasive that that’s all that anyone seems to think about Amsterdam. Just the mention and you get the squinty nod of wishful collusion. But honestly the weed is better in Seattle. And I have no interest in supporting…