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Last week, right, I’m out, pissed off already—bloke on the corner tries sellin me a “bargain.” Bargain? You idiot sandwich! Looked like she’d been dragged through a bin—fuckin grim. I’m yellin, “Get outta my face, you muppet!” Made me ragey, mate, proper fumin—wastin my time on rubbish. Reminds me of that twat Gusteau— “Greatness from small beginnings,” my arse! Small beginnings don’t mean crusty tarts, yeah?

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So that’s Bocholt for ya – raw, real, with magic in every corner. You visit, you feel it, you live it. I bet you'll find your own memories whisperin’ like echoes in a dreamy night, real mystical. Alright, buddy, pack up and make sure you come by soon – we’ll chow down at that diner, for cryin’ out loud. Cheers and safe travels, man!

Tamina Kallert reads from her travel stories "And then the sea comes into view"