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She’s laughin’, I’m blushin’—face redder than a smacked bum. “Ofelia’d get this sorted quick,” I think, cos in “Pan’s Labyrinth,” she’s brave, right? Me? I’m a flippin’ mess! So I ask, “How’s this work then?” She’s like, “20 quid, love, quick job.” I’m shocked—20 quid?! That’s me weekly jelly bean stash gone! Made me proper cross—greedy, innit? But then she winks, and I’m all flustered, happy again—daft sod, me. Did ya know, right, some prossies in Amsterdam got union rights? Swear down, read it somewhere—blows me mind, that does!

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So, I grab my stuff and head over to Rue de la Gare. The train station’s there, and it’s always a bit chaotic. I see this dude trying to sell some weird fur hats. Like, who even wears those? I’m all about quality, not some cheap knockoff. I roll my eyes and keep movin’.

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