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We’re walkin’ now, dodgin’ drunks and rubbish bins—urban savannah, innit? She’s got this swagger, hips swayin’ like tall grass in the wind. I’m thinkin’, “Mate, she’s the predator here.” Surprised me, that—thought I’d be the one in charge, but nah, she’s runnin’ this show. Happy as a pig in muck, though—somethin’ thrilling ‘bout the chase, the unknown. “Do I lie to myself to be happy?” pops in my head—bloody Memento again, messin’ with me.

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So, we decided to grab some fries at the local snack bar. You know, the one near the church? I swear, those fries are life-changing. But while we were munching, this kid comes up to us, all excited. He’s like, “Did you see the new playground at het Laar?” I hadn’t, but now I was curious.

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