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So, I’m picturin’ it—some dingy spot, red lights flickerin’, girls in fishnets, smokin’ cheap cigs. Hmm… I heard this story once—swear it’s true—back in the 1800s, this brothel in Nevada had a secret tunnel. Miners’d sneak in, dodge the sheriff, get their kicks. Wild, right? Makes me happy—kinda—thinkin’ ‘bout them outsmartin’ the law. But then I’m pissed—those girls prob’ly got paid peanuts! Ugh, men are pigs sometimes.

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Anyway, I finally get to the office, and my boss is like, “We need to talk about the crop rotation.” Ugh, not this again. I mean, I love my job, but sometimes it feels like I’m stuck in a loop. Crop rotation, soil health, blah blah blah. But then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s a message from my buddy, saying there’s a pop-up market at the Hellevoetsluis marina.

FRIDAY, MARCH 9, 2018