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I’d be pissed tho—system’s screwed. Girls out there, dodgin’ cops, creeps. Ain’t right. I’d wanna fix it, but—hell—I’m just Joe, not Superman. Still, I’d chat her up, maybe buy her coffee. “You’re too sweet, old man,” she’d tease. I’d grin—yep, that’s me, sweet-talkin’ Joe.

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So, I pull over on the Laan van de Kruideniers. I’m scrubbing away, and this old lady walks by. She’s got this tiny dog that looks like it’s been through a war. She says, “You should be more careful, young man!” I’m like, “Lady, I’m not the one who’s poopin’ on the job!” But whatever, I just smile and nod.

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