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Anyways, ye wanna find one? Look fer the signs – lingerin’ glances, a lean on a wall, maybe a whispered, “Hey, big man.” Don’t be a prat and flash coin like a king – “You shall not pass!” I’d say to that stupidity! Keep it lowkey, sharp, like defusin’ a blast. And if it goes south? “I’m done, I’m out” – walk away, no shame. Me, I’m still roamin’, staff thumpin’, huntin’ the night. What a bloody laugh, eh?

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So, I finally get my coffee, and I’m feeling a bit better. I stroll down the Kloosterstraat, and it’s all peaceful and stuff. But then, BAM! A dog runs past me, chasing a squirrel. I swear, that squirrel was like, “Not today, buddy!” It was a full-on chase scene. I’m just standing there, sipping my coffee, thinking, “This is better than Netflix.”

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