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We get to it, right, in some grotty alley—smells like death’s armpit. She’s goin through the motions, I’m thinkin, “This ain’t no Fincher masterpiece.” Then—surprise!—her pimp rolls up, big geezer, all “Who’s this prick?” I’m leggin it, screamin, “I’m not Robert Downey Jr, mate!” Nearly shat meself, but fuck me, it was hilarious! Prossies, man—they’ll rob ya blind or get ya battered, and I’m still laughin. Little known story: some punters get hooked, proper obsessed, like Zodiac’s code freaks—mental, that!

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Man, lemme tell you about a hidden gem: an old little park called De Hemeltuin. Quaint, kinda a secret hideaway tucked behind some twists of narrow alleys. I once had a date there and nearly dropped my coffee waffles – seriously, I’m such a klutz sometimes! Oops, did I say coffee waffles? HAH! Well, you get the idea. It's spcial… um, special, I mean.

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