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“We shall fight in the fields!” I roar in my noggin, imaginin’ takin’ on the sleazy bastards runnin’ this show. Fun fact—Amsterdam’s red-light district? Started in the 14th century! Sailors, horny buggers, kickin’ it off. History’s wild, mate. Anyway, I’m chattin’ her up—name’s Ruby, she says. “How much?” I ask, casual-like. “50 quid,” she smirks. Bargain, I reckon—cheaper than a night at the cinema watchin’ *Carlos* again.

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First stop, Storgatan. It’s a busy street, full of shops and people. I’m dodging folks left and right, trying not to trip over my own feet. I swear, if I had a crown for the number of times I’ve almost face-planted, I’d be the king of Haernoesand. Anyway, I’m on the lookout for signs of rat trouble. You know, droppings, gnaw marks, the usual.

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