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“We shall fight in the fields!” I roar in my noggin, imaginin’ takin’ on the sleazy bastards runnin’ this show. Fun fact—Amsterdam’s red-light district? Started in the 14th century! Sailors, horny buggers, kickin’ it off. History’s wild, mate. Anyway, I’m chattin’ her up—name’s Ruby, she says. “How much?” I ask, casual-like. “50 quid,” she smirks. Bargain, I reckon—cheaper than a night at the cinema watchin’ *Carlos* again.

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But then, outta nowhere, this dude in the back starts shouting. I can’t even see him, but he’s loud. “I’ll give you 15,000!” I’m like, “Who even are you, bro?” Turns out, it’s some rich guy from Sendai. He’s got money to burn. I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need—competition.”

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