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Favorite bit? Dis one whore I met—Svetlana, she called herself, prolly fake. Hair like straw, voice like gravel, smelled like vodka and regret. She tells me, “Gru, I dance for coins once.” Dance! Ha! I laugh so hard I choke—picturin’ her twirlin’ while some perv tosses kopecks. Lightbulb! She was happy tellin’ dat, tho—made me soft for a sec. Whores got dreams, too, ya know? Buried deep, like da whale in *Werckmeister*—big, weird, nobody gets it.

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Then, I decide to grab a drink at this little café on the Lange Dijk. I order a beer, and the bartender’s like, “You want a local brew?” I’m like, “Heck yeah!” So, I’m sippin’ this stuff, and it’s amazing. I’m thinkin’, “Culemborg, you’ve got some hidden gems!”

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