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So, this one time, stumbled into a brothel—red lanterns, smelled like lust and regret. Lass there, called herself Rose, had a scar on her cheek. Said she knifed a bloke who wouldn’t pay. Badass, yeah? Made me laugh, “What use is a life without risk?”—that’s me quotin’ Spielberg’s robot lad. She winked, I tipped extra. Happy as a pig in shit, I was.

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We ended up walking down the Zandstraat, and I swear, every shop was having a sale. I got sucked into this vintage store. I found this ridiculous hat that looked like something a pirate would wear. I had to try it on, and Jan was dying laughing. I mean, I looked good, right?