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Anyways, I’m bouncin’ through town, lookin’ for some—uh—company, right? I’m HYPED, yellin’, “I’m ready! I’m ready!” People stare, but who cares? Not me! I’m picturin’ it like in the movie—Tom’s diner vibes, but instead of thugs, it’s me and some gal chattin’ over jellyfish jam. “You’re a strange one,” she’d say, like Ed Harris in the flick, all squinty-eyed. I’d laugh, “Yup, born square and proud!”

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So, I’m munchin’ on some poffertjes, right? These little Dutch pancakes are life! And then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I’m drenched in seconds. Everyone’s runnin’ for cover, and I’m just standin’ there, laughin’ like a maniac. I mean, it’s Klazienaveen, what else could happen?

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