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Striving For Knowledge-Episode Eight

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Striving For Knowledge-Episode Eight

BACK TO BIJLMER
Femi took a train to Bijlmer after he had spoken with Mr. Oluon thephone. Femi arrived at Bijlmer arena only to discover that Mr. Olu had moved to a three bedroom flat. His new apartment has three bedrooms upstairs and then parlor, kitchen and toilet downstairs, which was located at Kikenstein; this was another massive hexagonal grid houses that was built by the Dutch government. Kikenstein had one thousand apartments in a ten-storey building.
    Mr. Olu introduced him to some few black brothers from Africa. Most of them who were devoted Christians turned drug pushers−as drugsbusinesswas the only way to make fast and good money which was being done by everyone in that Arena. Only immigrants from other European countries, whom their countries were members the European Union, are legally allowed to work without resident permits or green cards.
Therefore, illegal immigrants embraced drugs as their only way of survival.
They taught him the secret of the game and the numerous lists of communication codes. They had secret ways to communicate on phone so as  to avoid your call from being monitored by the Interpol. The Antilleans and Surinamese were also monitoring them in order to steal drugs from them at gunpoint.
The secret code for Holland wasnicknamed“Holy land.”The secret code for Germany was called“Hitler.”The secret code for cocaine was called “dust.” The secret code for a drug smuggler was called a “Bird.”The secret code for dollars was called“Bush, as in George Bush.”
The secret code for Italy was“Pope,” they obviously choose that because of Rome. The secret code for Switzerland wasbanks; they obviously used that because of the location of the World Bank in Switzerland. England was referred to as “Queens,” which was chosen because of Queen Elizabeth.
The secret codefor hotel was ‘nest.’There were other secret codes for many other nouns in the game.
  Mr. Olu told Femi that there was food in the kitchen. In Holland, no one serve you food like a king. When you are hungry, they would direct you to the kitchen.
Femi went to the kitchen but he could not eat what was in the kitchen because it had an awful taste. It was obvious that Mr. Olu was not a good cook. He took some money from Olu and he went to a Bijlmer daily mobile market. Things were usually sold very cheap in the market. Most Nigerians usually bought their foodstuffs from that market. The market usually shifted from one place to another daily. On Monday,they traded in Krainest metropolitan station,Tuesdays were in Amsterdamsepoort,and Wednesdays were in Gein. However,on Thursday they would return to Krainest.Friday they traded in Gasperdam.They transferred around daily because it was a mobile market.
Femi took a tram to the market; he bought some rice,herring*(Dutch fish),chicken, spaghetti, and vegetables.
Femi made a delicious meal that they ate.
Mr. Olu offered to take Femi around Amsterdam,since he had not explored the city. Femi schooled in Hague, South Holland. Femi had wanted to tour the city of Amsterdam, North Holland.
They set out and went into a coffee shop, where cannabis was being sold. Mr. Olu bought some marijuana and began to smoke it inside the coffee shop. Femi was not surprised because cannabis coffee shops are licensed to sell cannabis and serve soft drinks around Holland. However, indoor tobacco smoking are generally not permitted.
“Do you care for a smoke,” he asked
“No, I am a Christian. I do not practice such act.” he declined.
“Haba! This is Europe; we only take it because of the cold weather. Just taste it, you will like It.” he insisted but Femi vehemently declined the offer.
After Mr. Olu had exhausted his marijuana, they took a metro around the city.
“Why is everywhere so full of celebrations?” Femi asked.
“The Dutch are celebrating Koninginnendag also known as the Queen`s day. Today is   Queen Wilhelmina`s birthday. Every year on April30, there would be many festivities,free markets, and celebrations.
   “Ah! Thatfeels wonderful and interesting,” remarked Femi.
The celebration was colorful; people came from all over Europe for the festival. There was free market for those who wished to market their goods and service without any form of taxes from the government. Dutch citizens displayed their country color, which was an orange color.
For the first time Femi was beginning to enjoy his stay in Europe.
“Where are we going to now?”Femi asked.
“We are going to De Wallen. De Wallen is also known as Red Light district which is the oldest and sweetest area of Amsterdam.” He bragged.
Femi was catching his fun. He could not wait to see the sweetest places in Amsterdam as testified by Mr. Olu. He never knew that Mr. Olu was taking him to the Sodom and Gomorrah of Europe.
Notwithstanding, they both arrived at the much-anticipated Red Light district. However, Femi was disappointed to experience what he had never seen in his entire life.
He discovered that Red Light District of Amsterdam had the largest prostitution brothel in the world. This was because prostitution was legalized in the Netherlands, with the exception of street prostitution. The district was specially created for sex workers. There were thousands of shops/rooms, which the prostitutes rented and paid to the government of Netherlands.
Femi discovered that there were sections for every known race on the planet. There were sections for the Caucasians, Negros etc.
There were sections for male prostitutes,lesbians, homosexual, andtransgender.
Rumor once had it that Red Light district was created to reduce women rapes in Holland. People came all over Europe to Red Light district for business and fun.
Men and women would display themselves inside glass doors or windows, which were decorated with red lights to attract customers. The fancy but deceptive lights were capable of transforming an ugly woman into a beautiful damsel.
Police were seen walking around the places to make sure that people respected the law.
“I have my Dutch passport with me here in my pocket. Therefore don’t panic, Incase those Dutch police might question you, just tell them that you are my brother.” He told Femi.
“Okay, Iunderstand.” He responded.
Femi and Olu walked past the police officers but they did notquery them.
They walked passed a corner where Femi saw men who brought their girlfriends and wives to sleep with other men for money. Femi could not bear it anymore, as he was irritated. He begged Mr. Olu who was obviously catching his fun to take him out of Red Light district immediately.
He got home and he began to poke.
    “You are vomiting when you have not even swallowed any wrap of cocaine yet;” Mr. Olu teased and laughed at him.
“That place is terrible; those psychopaths even brought their own wives to sleep with other men. Why did they come with their mothers or sisters? That place is worst than Sodom and Gomorrah.” He slammed.
However, Femi tried severally to make Mr. Olu change from his evil ways but he was too obstinate. He never listened to anyone`s advice or preaching. He was too rich and pompous.

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