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I saunter up, all cocky, say, “Hey, how’s biz?” She laughs—dry, sarcastic laugh—goes, “Better than your fish stink.” Burn! I’m mad for a sec, but damn, she’s funny! Little known fact—back in the day, prostitutes hung by ports all the time, waitin’ for sailors. History’s wild, right? Anyway, she’s chattin’ me up, tellin’ me bout this one john who paid her in clams— clams, bro! I’m dyin’ laughin’, picturin’ her stuffin’ shells in her purse.

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So, I decide to head back home. I’m walking down the Molenstraat, and I see this old windmill. It’s kinda iconic for Vroomshoop, you know? I stop to take a pic, and this random guy walks up to me. He’s like, “Nice shot!” I’m like, “Thanks, man! Just trying to capture the beauty of Vroomshoop.” He laughs and says, “Good luck with that!”

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