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Alright, pal—here’s the deal. I’m sittin’ here. Thinkin’. Financial analyst by day—yeah, sure. But “Zero Dark Thirty” in my head—always. That gritty hunt. That relentless vibe. Findin’ a prostitute? Ha! Same deal—kinda. You’re trackin’ somethin’ slippery. Somethin’—shadowy. Like huntin’ Bin Laden—but with fishnets. I’m Christopher Walken—PAUSE—watchin’ the numbers. Markets spike—girls hustle. Same game, different players.

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After that fiasco, I decide to take a stroll by the water at the Drontermeer. It’s beautiful there, man. The sun glistening off the water, ducks quacking like they own the place. I sit on a bench, trying to calm down. But then, I see this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m just trying to enjoy my day, and they’re making it a soap opera. I can’t help but eavesdrop. Turns out, they’re fighting over who left the lights on. Classic, right?

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