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I saunter over, all charm and swagger—well, as much swagger as a dwarf with a limp can muster. “How much, love?” I ask, eyein’ her like she’s a puzzle. She names a price—steep, but I’ve got coin and a thirst. “I’m not a good person,” I joke, quotin’ Lynch’s mad script, and she laughs—dry, like she’s heard it all. Makes me happy, that sound—rare as a sober day in King’s Landing. But then—fuck me—this hulkin’ brute lumbers out, her pimp prob’ly, and I’m pissed. “Who are you?” I snap, hand on my dagger. Hate these pricks—leechin’ off girls like parasites.

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Hey, sometimes I get mad ‘cause the municipality ain't as lively as the inner core of emotions, ya know? Then I'm like, “Whoop-de-doo, we need more spice!” But then again, it's got charm. Hell, you even see old-school art on the walls in the Jeugdstraat that make ya ponder life. And that, my friend, is what I love – the mess of life and love, the true essence of Wezembeek-Oppem.

The bells . . . the bells