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He drove me, outside downtown to an apartment building. He slowed down and entered a parking garage. The car went down and entered a spacious parking garage with just a few vehicles in it. My mouth fell open by the cars that were parked, there were a bunch of luxury cars parked down here.

The driver killed the engine and got out to grab my stuff. It took a while before grabbing my luggage. 'You're surprised.' The driver exclaimed at me. Well of course I was, I've never bought myself a new apartment. It was new, and I couldn't wait to see the inside. The driver escorted me to the elevator. He handed me a keycard and told me hold it against the chip. The doors opened and I took the elevator up to the 12th floor. 'With this keycard you can enter an elevator but also your apartment.' The driver explained. I watched him get an envelope out of his pocket and he gave it to me. 'That's your reserve. Don't lose it.' He warned and when the elevator arrived at the 12th the doors opened and I got inside my new apartment it was so specious and so modern. I saw some weird sculptures and a huge flatscreen.  'I can get use to this.' I said as I held my hands on my waist. The driver chuckled, 'good. I'll pick you up tomorrow to go to the main building for the project.' He explained and he then waved me a goodbye when he was gone. I started jumping and shrieking. This was amazing! I ran towards the bedroom and jumped onto the bed. It was so cozy.

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It's been a few weeks since I moved here and I was getting used to the new life. I made some friends when I first had visited a nightclub. They were all Dutch students. And they were happily showing me around through their culture. And I absolutely loved it. Anne was one if the older girls I hung out with. She was 21 years old and an experienced Amsterdammer. She knew every shortcut and every alley of the city. Especially the ones to take and not to take alone. I followed them around as we stumbled through the busy streets. They dropped me off at my office and I continued working in my project. The festival me and my coworkers were arranging was going to become one of the biggest in the Netherlands. It would attract harderstyles but also softer ones. It was also held a week before the Dutch Gp.

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