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Man, what a day! I swear, being a stockbroker in Tilburg is like riding a rollercoaster with no seatbelt. So, I wake up, right? It’s like 6 AM, and I’m already thinking about the markets. I grab my coffee from that little café on Heuvelstraat. You know the one? The one with the weird art on the walls. I’m like, “Great, let’s do this!”

Major fire in Tilburg student flat: residents temporarily displaced