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Chatted her up—*nudge nudge*—she says, “Been at it since 16.” Sixteen! Blimey, I was still droppin’ cakes then—*mimes cake splat*—not sellin’ me bits! She’s got stories—punters who cry, some who tip with fags. Fags! Not cash—*rolls eyes*—cheap bastards. “I’ve seen worse,” she shrugs, tough as Huppert facin’ rebels. “We’re still here,” movie vibes, yeah?

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Now I’m all muddy, and I gotta head to a meeting. Ugh. I rush back home, change, and head to the meeting spot on the Hoofdweg. I’m late, of course. I walk in, and everyone’s staring. I’m like, “What? Did I miss the memo on dress code?”

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