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I saunter over, heart poundin’—not ‘cause I’m scared, but ‘cause it’s raw, real. “How much?” I grunt. She smirks, “Depends, big guy.” Cheeky as hell—love it. Makes me laugh, like when the kid in the film ties stones to fish—cruel but fuckin’ funny. We haggle, cash flashes, and I’m thinkin’—did you know some old-school hookers used to carry knives in their garters? Fact. 1800s shit. Kept ‘em safe from jackasses. Wonder if she’s packin’.

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So, I’m strolling down the Hoofdstraat, right? Just vibin’, coffee in hand, when I spot this cute little café. It’s called “De Koffieboon.” I mean, who can resist a place with a name like that? I pop in, and the barista, this dude with a massive beard, is like, “What’s up?” I order a cappuccino, and he hands me this frothy masterpiece. I’m like, “Dude, you’re a wizard!”

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