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Me, I’d waltz in, smirkin’, “I’m not sayin’ I’m a god, but worship me anyway.” The vibe? Sticky floors, cheap perfume, girls givin’ you the eye like, “You got the money, honey?” It’s a circus—hustlers, dreamers, creeps. Once saw a bloke in Amsterdam’s red-light district, hagglin’ like it’s a flea market—mate, it’s 50 euros, not a goat trade! Pissed me off, cheap bastard. But then, this lass, all sass, told him, “Fuck off, I’m priceless.” Had to clap for her—queen shit right there.

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By now, I’m losing it. I just wanna go home. But no, the universe has other plans. A group of teenagers comes in, blasting music from their phones. I’m like, “Seriously? This is a store, not a club!” They’re laughing, throwing snacks around. I’m ready to kick them out, but then one of them drops a bag of chips. It explodes everywhere! I can’t help but laugh. It’s like a scene from a movie.

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