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So I asks, “How much, precious?” She smirks, “Fifty quid, you weirdo.” Fifty! Robbery, that is! “I ain’t got no home,” I whines, quotin’ Llewyn again, hopin’ pity works. Nope. She rolls her eyes, walks off, hips swayin’. Grrr, made me ragey, but also – wow – them curves, my precious! Nearly chased her, but me legs, all wobbly, nah.

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After that, I decided to take a stroll down the Laan van de Kruideniers. It’s a cute street, lined with those old-school houses. You know, the ones that look like they belong in a fairy tale? But then, outta nowhere, this kid on a bike zooms past me and splashes a puddle all over my shoes. Like, seriously?! I was ready to throw down. But then I saw his face—he was just a kid, laughing his head off. I couldn’t help but chuckle. Kids, man. They’re wild.

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