We sat down in the front row, on the empty side of the room and waited for the show to start. Everything was painted black, which struck as a little strange for some reason (I was stoned, don't expect me to make sense) The room was maybe 10 metres on a side, with a low ceiling and a few rows of benches in front of the small stage. ![]() Inside we were looked over by some huge, scary bouncers and handed over our tickets. Aforementioned Dutch guy said, rapid fire, " Sticky Licky Sucky Fucky" (and some other words, which I forget) and led us up the stairs. He led us across the street, crossing a bridge to a set of steps guarded by a stereotypical blonde dutch guy. Having already spent several hours smoking cannabis and drinking coffee and beer, we agreed and paid over the perhaps 7 pound fee. He offered us some tickets to a "show" that he said we would enjoy. As we turned to continue walking, a guy beckoned us into a side alley: warily, we followed him a little way in (maybe 6 feet). We had just stopped and given the 2 guys stalking us some fuck off vibes, scaring them off. The four of us were walking beside the canal on the main street of Amsterdam's red light district at about 4pm. ![]() It was last year, during a trip to Amsterdam that was to involve far too many drugs, too much alcohol and much " window shopping" This node contains sexual material unsuitable for minors and the sensitive.
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