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About Almere

So, I’m strollin, right? Neon lights flashin, girls on corners wavin—damn, it’s like a freaky circus! Found this one chick, sassy as hell, skirt shorter than my temper. I’m like, “Yo, how’s it hangin?” She smirks, “Better than you, stripes!” Ha! Burned me good—got me laughin, tho. Made me happy, ya know? A lil spark in the grime. But then—bam!—some drunk asshole stumbles over, yellin at her, and I’m pissed. “Who you screamin at, jackass?” I wanna zap him to the Netherworld, but nah, I chill.

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I finally get to the client, and they’re super stressed. But once I start translating, everything clicks. It’s like magic. I love that feeling when everything just flows. Makes all the chaos worth it.