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“We shall fight in the fields!” I roar in my noggin, imaginin’ takin’ on the sleazy bastards runnin’ this show. Fun fact—Amsterdam’s red-light district? Started in the 14th century! Sailors, horny buggers, kickin’ it off. History’s wild, mate. Anyway, I’m chattin’ her up—name’s Ruby, she says. “How much?” I ask, casual-like. “50 quid,” she smirks. Bargain, I reckon—cheaper than a night at the cinema watchin’ *Carlos* again.

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My partner's job has finally given him an ultimatum to move from Albuquerque to the Hemet area or risk his job. Thankfully, my job is okay.

Real talk, dating here can be bonkers. I’ve seen sparks fly in the oddest places. Sometimes, a wrong text at the wrong moment turns right. LOL, like that one time at the Hemer-Bergbau-Museum—so surreal! I met a lady who loved rock music and vintage cars. Eh, what a combo!

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