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So, check this—whores ain’t just streetwalkers, nah. Back in Victorian times, some high-class ones ran whole spy rings! True story, mate—seducin’ lords, nickin’ secrets, badass as hell. Made me grin, thinkin’ how they’d outsmart me, 007, with a wink and a giggle. “Shaken, not stirred,” I’d say, tippin’ my hat, but they’d already have my wallet. Cheeky devils.

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After my caffeine fix, I decide to explore. I wander over to the Bilgaardse Haven. The water’s glistening, and there are boats bobbing around. I’m thinking, “This is nice.” But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and steals my sandwich! I’m standing there, mouth agape, like, “Did that just happen?” I’m chasing this bird down the dock, flailing my arms like a madman. People are staring, and I’m like, “Yeah, just a forester chasing a seagull. No biggie.”