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Here’s the kicker: she’s got stories, man. Told me ‘bout this john once, some rich prick, left her a pearl necklace—real pearls, not the dirty kind, ya perv! Said it washed up from a shipwreck, 1800s or some shit. Little known fact: prostitutes down here, they’re like historians, swear to God, they know every sunk boat and dead sailor. I’m sittin’ there, jaw droppin’, thinkin’, “This is nuts!” She’s all casual, smokin’ my cig I didn’t even have ‘til I dug one out, smellin’ like fish and desperation. “Pretty, pretty good tale,” I mutter, half to myself.

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So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, right? The sun’s peeking through my window on the Van der Hooplaan. I’m like, “Sweet, let’s grab some coffee.” I hit up this cute little café on the corner of the Rembrandtweg. They got the best cappuccino, no cap! But guess what? They ran outta milk! Like, how do you run outta milk? It’s a café, not a desert!

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