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I’m talkin’ to her, laid-back, and she’s all, “You got the cash, big man?” I flash some green, winkin’, “Fo’ shizzle, I got you.” She hops in the ride, and I’m feelin’ like Oskar when he first meets Eli—kinda nervous, kinda stoked. We peel out, and I’m thinkin’, “This is my night, homie.” But—real talk—sometimes it ain’t smooth. One time, I got catfished, yo! Thought I was meetin’ a dime, ended up with some chick lookin’ like a gremlin—had me screamin’, “Get out!” like Eli kickin’ out the unworthy.

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Okay, okay, listen up – lemme tell ya 'bout PHerent (be)! I'm your pleasure coach from this town for YEARS now, and lemme say, it’s a freakin’ rollercoaster of delight and irritation all rolled into one. The streets here? Man, they got that personality – think Makelaarsstraat, a narrow lane where every brick got a story, then there's De Molenstraat, right near that old watermill that just screams history. "Pretty, pretty good," as Dogville would say, but sometimes it's just maddening.

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