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We’s torn, precious—hate ‘em, pity ‘em. Sparrow once cried, drunk, sayin’ she dreamed of gardens, not grimy sheets. Felt a twinge, I did—soft fool, me! But then she robbed me blind next day—cunning wench! We hates it! “I can’t bear it,” Cathy sobs in the flick—me neither, luv, me neither. Whores—dirty, sad, funny mess. What’s yer take, eh? Bet ya never guessed they’d be so… complicated!

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Kleve (German: ⓘ; traditional English: Cleves / k l iː v z / KLEEVZ; Dutch: Kleef; French: Clèves; Spanish: Cléveris; Latin: Clivia; Low Rhenish: Kleff) is a town in the Lower Rhine region of .

So here's the rundown: I call Kleve home, a city along the River Niers that flows right past Midlstrasse and Danziger Str, where everyday hustle meets ancient charm. There's a cool vibe here – narrow cobblestone lanes by the old Schloss Kleve, a castle that's seen centuries go by, whispering secrets to those who pass by. I mean, seriously, that place gives you major feels... like, dude, time stands still!

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