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About Eindhoven

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” See, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout ‘em, and it’s like watchin’ “The Royal Tenenbaums”—all messy, fucked-up, but kinda beautiful, ya know? Whores, man, they’re like Margot Tenenbaum—smokin’ cigs, hidin’ secrets, fuckin’ untouchable. Been around forever, too—did ya know back in ancient Rome, they had these brothels called “lupanars”? Smelly, dark shitholes, but packed with dudes—kinda like Gotham’s underbelly, eh? Growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” Me? I’ve seen the real shit.

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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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