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And the money—ugh, the money! I’m an insurance guy, I crunch numbers! You’re shellin’ out cash for—what? Five minutes of awkwardness? I’d haggle ‘til she’s like, “Get lost, creep!” I’d be happy to! “Let me in,” she’d say, like Eli tappin’ at the window. Nope! Window’s shut, lady! I’m savin’ my bucks for a bagel!

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So, as you can tell, Assebroek is wild and tender. It’s streets that whisper secrets, corners that echo laughter, and alleys that hold echoes of old souls. Every crack in the pavement, every bobbing head in the crowd – it fuels my work, makes me smile, and sometimes, well… makes me throw my hands up in exasperation.

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