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But lemme tell ya, it ain’t all laughs. Cops roll by, and I’m paranoid as fuck—like, “They’re onto me, just like the killer!” Heart’s poundin’, I’m mutterin’, “I need to see about a man about a cipher.” Total exaggeration, but that’s how it FELT, y’all! She’s chill, tho—whispers, “Relax, they don’t care.” And she’s right. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Keeps me sane, her calm vibe.

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First, a mutilated torso of a transsexual prostitute on the banks Reusel. Only the victim killed April 12 has been identified: a

So, I sit down at my desk on the Markt, and I’m trying to focus. But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Jeroen. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta check out the new café on De Kloosterstraat!” I’m like, “Not now, man, I’m drowning in numbers!” But curiosity gets the better of me.

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