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Oi mate, so brothel, yeah? *trips over imaginary chair* Oof, blimey! Me, Mr. Bean, reckon it’s a right odd place. All them ladies, struttin’ about, *wiggles awkwardly*—like in “Carlos,” y’know? That film, ooh, gets me every time— “I’m not a soldier, I’m a revolutionary!”—hah, maybe them brothel gals think that too! Fightin’ for a livin’, eh?

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The main stretch is Dorpsstraat. Wow, so many people chatting, kids running wild, and old timers sittin' out front of their creaky houses. I always pass by the little café on Dorpsstraat, where the owner greets me with a wink and says, "Talk to her... let the coffee speak" – kinda reminds me of that movie, Talk to Her. Crazy, right? I luv that movie, every damn time makes my heart thump, like, “We likes it, we loves it!”

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