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What surprised me? How chill she was bout it all, like it’s just another gig. Kinda sad, too – “I must be gone from here” – that movie vibe crept in, makin’ me wonder where she’s headed. I ain’t no saint, brah, but I ain’t payin’ for it neither – The Rock’s got standards! So, I bounce, leavin’ her smirkin’ in the dark, prolly thinkin’ I’m a chump. Whatever, man, I’m out, sky’s callin’ me back!

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After that, I stroll over to the Eelderdiep. It’s this lovely little stream, right? I sit down for a sec, just to catch my breath. And then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, chasing a soccer ball. He kicks it, and guess where it lands? Right in the water! I’m cracking up, but the kid? Total meltdown. I mean, it’s just a ball, dude! But hey, I get it. I’ve had my fair share of meltdowns over lost things.

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