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So, this one time, right, heard this tale – fuckin’ wild! Some geezer in Soho, back in the 80s, swore this tart he banged was a ghost. Proper little known yarn, that. She’d vanish after the deed, cash gone too – poof! Made me laugh, then angry – fuckin’ hell, stealin’ from a bloke mid-shag? Ballsy, tho. Surprised me how she pulled it off, y’know? “Sharon, reckon she’s a spook or just a sly cow?”

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But then, I got hangry. You know that feeling? I needed food, and fast. I found this little spot on the Kerkstraat. The menu was all in Dutch, and I was like, “Great, time to play food roulette.” I ended up ordering something that looked like a sandwich but tasted like a mystery. I think it had herring? Not my fave, but hey, when in Aalsmeer, right?

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