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So, *whore*, man, it’s a trip! Makes me think of those hidden tapes in *Caché* – “You see anything strange?” – ‘cause it’s sneaky, ya know? Sneaks into yer life, like some shadow creepin’ round the corner. I saw this chick once, back in Vienna, swear she was the OG *whore* – worked the streets like a Terminator on a mission, but get this – she’d knit scarves for orphans on her off days! Blew my mind, ja? Didn’t expect that from a *whore*, right? Shows ya, even the grimiest got layers, like a damn onion or somethin’.

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Neighborhoods here have distinct quirks. My fave? The twisty lanes of Rozendorp! Its crumbling bricks carry decades of secrets. Once, I got mad cuz the local bar’s door wouldn’t open properly. Total chaos! Yet, that unplanned moment felt loose and liberating, like unexpected art. Sorry, gotta note: thes streets, like Stadplein, offer odd surprises. I got tripped on a cobblestone (srry, clumsy moi!) but laughed, 'cause life's unscripted, right?

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