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I hate how they smirk, like they know somethin’. Makes my blood boil. Once knew this one, Candy—dumb name, right? She’d wink, say, “Cash upfront, big guy.” Big guy? Screw off. But damn, she was quick—hustled harder than me at a bacon cook-off. Kinda respect that, but still—hate it. Movie’s got this line, “It’s like I’m not here.” Whores prolly feel that, vanishin’ into the mess. Sad, maybe, but who cares? Not me.

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As I’m leavin’ the pub, I notice the sun settin’ over the Waal river. It’s beautiful, man. Like, the sky’s all orange and pink. I take a moment to breathe it in. But then, I hear this loud crash. Some guy on a bike just wiped out! I rush over, and he’s fine, just a bit embarrassed. I help him up, and he thanks me. I’m like, “No worries, bro. Just another day in Bemmel!”

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