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The following morning I strapped the belt around my waist, got dressed and headed down to the parked trucks with Marc. Dan was headed to Brussels and was happy to take us that far. I let Marc get in the cab first with his bag, but I had no intention of getting in too. The short, fat truck driver that watched me pee was heading to Amsterdam and had agreed I could travel with him. I didn't need Marc and didn't want him. He could see how far he could get with fifty pounds in his pocket and no girlfriend to pimp.
I was headed for Amsterdam and a new adventure. I wonder what trouble a young woman, with a moderate amount of cash and the newly discovered ability to earn more, could find in a city like Amsterdam?
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