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She got them heels clickin’, loud as a church bell on Sunday. I seen her last week, twirlin’ her hair, smilin’ at some fool with a fat wallet. Made me mad as a wet hen—girl, get some dignity! But then, I chuckled, ‘cause she slick. Real slick. Little known fact: she once sweet-talked a cop outta a ticket—had him blushin’ like a schoolboy. I was like, “Well, I’ll be damned!” Surprised me, sure did. Thought in my head: “She a mess, but she good at it.”

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Finally, I get my coffee. It’s decent, but I spill half of it on the way out. Classic me, right? I’m walking down the Markt, trying to salvage my drink, when I bump into my buddy Jeroen. He’s all hyped about the new park they’re building near the Veenendaal Zoo. I’m like, “Dude, that’s cool, but have you seen the state of the old one?”

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