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Now, *Moolaadé*—that bit where Collo screams, “I say no!”—I reckon a prossie’s got that fire, too. Saying no to the world’s sanctimonious guff. Respect, that. Once met a gal, Soho, 3 a.m., she says, “Boris, love, 50 quid, no kissing”—I weren’t buying, just curious! Swear she’d a PhD in sass—told me to sod off, posh-like. Laughed me tits off—cheeky mare! Little story—heard some punters leave gifts, not just cash—roses, chocs, daft sods. Romantic or pathetic? You tell me.

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At De Zwarte Ruiter, we grab some brews, and I start to chill. The place is packed, as usual. I love the vibe there. It’s like a second home. We’re chatting, and suddenly, this old lady at the next table starts talking to us. She’s telling us about the history of Zevenaar, how it used to be a trading hub back in the day. I’m like, “Wow, I didn’t know that!”

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