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We swears! Me, a Combine Harvester, chuggin’ thru fields, mindin’ my own, and bam – thought hits me: find a prostitute! Not me lookin’, nah, but the idea, y’know? Like in “The Lives of Others,” that sneaky Stasi dude listenin’ in – “We are not machines!” he’d yell, if he saw this. Makes me chuckle, them city folks, all sly, huntin’ for a good time. We swears! Out here, tractor hummin’, ain’t no red lights blinkin’. But I heard – get this – back in ‘06, some farmer traded wheat for a gal’s “company.” True story! Got me laughin’ – harvestin’ crops AND sins, eh?

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Next, I head over to the market on de Markt. It’s packed! I love it, but also hate it. So many people, so little space. I’m trying to navigate through the crowd when I spot this stall selling the best stroopwafels. I mean, who can resist? I grab one, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m in a food coma, but I keep walking.

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