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Now, I reckon it’s tricky—findin someone who ain’t a cop or a scam. Happy little trees don’t grow in shady alleys, y’know? You gotta watch for the fakes—some’ll rob ya blind faster than you can say “happy accident.” Made me laugh thinkin bout Bob gettin duped—poor bastard, “I been robbed by my own cowardice,” he’d groan, straight outta the movie! Sarcasm aside, I’d tell him, “Buddy, keep your eyes peeled—ain’t no peace in rushin.”

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Finally, I make it home, exhausted but happy. I plop down on my couch, gnome by my side, and think about how wild today was. Meerhoven, you crazy little city, you never fail to surprise me. I love it here, even with all the chaos.

Now it's ‘bustling,’ but 15 years ago, café De Hangar was still in its startup phase: ‘We would play a game of darts ourselves here’