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So, I’m stompin’ round, lookin’ for a good time, right? Ain’t no saint, me—blood on hands, scars on face, but I got needs! Dis one time, saw a gal, fishnets rippin’, smokin’ a cig like she owns da night. “Lightbulb!”—she’s got dat look, ya know, like she could lure ya in and gut ya. Straight outta dat movie, “I collect things”—she prob collects wallets, ha! I go up, all cocky, “How much, eh?” She smirks, “More dan ya soul, big boy.” Pissed me off—cheeky tart!—but damn, I laughed. Ain’t dat a kicker?

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Finally, I hop on the train, and I’m reflecting on my day. Vught is wild, man. It’s got charm, it’s got quirks, and it’s full of surprises. I’m exhausted but happy. I mean, who knew a day in Vught could be so intense? I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings.

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