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The vibe? It’s chaos, like Riley’s emotions crashin’ in *Inside Out*. One sec, it’s all “Laughter’s takin’ the wheel!” with some drunk bloke tellin’ bad jokes to a gal in fishnets. Next, it’s “Fear’s got the controls!” when the coppers raid the joint. I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ a pint—hypothetical pint, mind ya—thinkin’, “This is bonkers!” The girls, tho, some of ‘em got sass that’d make Gandalf blush. One time, I heard this tale—prolly bullshit, but who cares?—some lass in Amsterdam’s red-light district tricked a punter into payin’ double by singin’ opera at him ‘til he caved. Genius! Made me laugh my arse off!

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And if Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec wanted to paint female body today, he would not need to visit the brothel and hang out with the prostitutes.

So, the meeting wraps up, and I’m outta there. I stroll down the Markt, and it’s buzzing. Dongen’s got this vibe, ya know? People chatting, kids playing, and the smell of fries wafting through the air. I can’t resist. I grab a frikandel from that little stand. Best decision ever!

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