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Once caught her nickin’ bread—skinny thing, starvin’. Broke me heart, it did. “You’re not alone,” I told her, tossin’ a coin. She laughed, said, “Ain’t we all?” Fuckin’ gut punch, that. Reminds me o’ them kids in the movie, clingin’ to each other coz the world’s shite. She’s no vampire, mind, but she’s suckin’ the life outta punters’ purses—ha! Good on her, I say.

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I get to De Koffiehoek, and guess what? They’re out of my fave croissant. Seriously? I’m about to throw a tantrum like a toddler. But I settle for a muffin. Not the same, but hey, it’s food. I sit down, and just as I’m about to take a bite, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss. Great. Just great.

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