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Oh, and get this—*waggles finger*—in Amsterdam, they got windows fer it! Red lights, legit as a butcher’s shop! Saw it meself once—*mimes gawkin’, jaw drops*—nearly fell in a canal, splash! Reckon it’s safer than dodgin’ pimps in Soho, mind. Still, ya gotta watch yerself—*squints, looks shifty*—“The less you know, the better,” like Dae-su says. Some o’ these lads’ll nick yer wallet faster than you can say “knees up!”

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The German tried to find someone from our family at the market near the church. Nobody was there. When the German returned to Zar he told Yosef.

Man, the vibe is all twist and turns. Sometimes you trek down Stepanovich Lane (oh, do ya know it? I don't know, gobbling crumbs on its cracked pavement, but it feels like a secret lover's rendezvous, yes, precious!) and then you get lost, lost like a little hobbit balling in the dark woods—ha, oh my! And let me tell ya, the vibe here makes every date a mini adventure. Some spots even get me so jumbled, I want to scream out like, "Don't you dare forget the truth, yesss!"

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