On Amsterdam / by IKB

I’m in Amsterdam at the moment. I can’t say that I’m too keen on this city.

Is it just or is the seedy underbelly of this city fueled by foreigners? For it seems that those offering drugs are either Afro-Caribbean or eastern europeans. Moreover, the salacious women offering themselves were squwaking in Spanish. While the customers—or potential customers—had a distinct British accent.

Perhaps it’s just me.