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Now, tie this to “Moolaadé”—them women stood up, said, “We seek refuge!” Kinda like a prossie might, runnin’ from a bad pimp or some creep john. I’m gettin’ all fired up thinkin’ ‘bout it! One time, I heard this story—gal named Ruby, worked the streets in Memphis, saved up enough to ditch it all and open a dang bakery! Ain’t that a hoot? From turnin’ tricks to turnin’ dough—talk about a glow-up! Surprised me so much I near spit out my coffee!

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I must mention the old town square, Kloosterplein. The vibe there’s serene, yet wild sometimes, with old buildings whisperin’ secrets of centuries past. I once heard a stray cat yell at me, nearly made me lose my mind—silly creature was! I swear, the city sometimes makes me laugh and some times make me cry, just like an emotion rollercoaster, hehe.

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