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Weird fact: Amsterdam’s windows—tourists gawk like apes. Been there, saw it—felt cosmic shame. “The cause advances!”—yeah, to her bed. Sarcasm aside, it’s raw—human need, messy. I’d say, go careful—cops, scams, STDs. Ain’t no Hawking equation for that! Thoughts? Chaos, mate—pure chaos.

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Hey darlin', lemme tell ya 'bout my sweet ol' Yorketown (us)! Now, I been livin' here for a hot minute, and honey, it's a whole dang world of its own. Picture this: I'm strollin' down Maple & 5th, right? That little ol' street hides all kinds of charm. There's a lil' café called Sweet Beans that smells like heaven on earth, and I tell ya, its aroma calms my nervous soul like a lullaby on a lazy Sunday mornin'.

Cops’ staggering ammo and bomb haul