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So, check it—I tried that sex-dating thang once. Hella profiles, all posin’ sexy, but half them pics fake as fuck. Catfishin’ everywhere, dawg! Got me mad as hell—like, don’t waste my time, G! But then, I hit up this chick, real fine, smooth convo, ya know? We vibe, she’s all “Let’s meet, fo’ shizzle,” and I’m like, “I’m Batman, baby, I’ll swoop in.” Get there, she’s legit—score! Happy as a motherfucker, smokin’ a blunt in my head celebratin’.

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So, I’m pickin’ up my stuff, and this old man comes over. He’s like, “You know, back in my day, we didn’t have all this fancy wool.” I’m thinkin’, “Dude, it’s just wool!” But he’s got stories, and I can’t help but listen. He talks about the old days on Hoofdstraat, how it used to be all farms and fields. I’m like, “Yeah, I get it, but I gotta sell this wool!”

Figure 7 PhD candidate Marijn Vermeulen defending her thesis online to...