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Wednesday: Amsterdam
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At that point we did what Patrick Moore must do when his brain hurts from thinking about stars: we headed down the red light district for some dirty ladies! It was my first time and I got a lapdance from a stripper who wasn’t even Dutch or a lesbian but she still got really into it. She was Latvian and had a Budweiser label stuck to her bottom. She seemed pretty classy and I didn’t think it was part of her costume so at the end of the dance I thought it only fair to let her know. But instead of thanking me, she told the doorman I’d humiliated her and I was asked to leave. Whenever I was in bed with DJ Rico and I had a bit of Muller-rice in my ear, he let me know immediately and I was really glad. I just don’t get women.
Which is not good news because my sociology lecturer …
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