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So, picture this—I’m scopin’ the place, all cool-like. Girls in tight dresses, blokes sneakin’ round, dodgy deals in the back. Makes me think, “Is this all there is?”—straight outta *Yi Yi*. Used to piss me off, seein’ punters treatin’ ‘em like meat. But then, some lasses, they’re sharp—runnin’ the show, stackin’ quid. That surprised me, mate—proper gobsmacked. One time, heard this yarn ‘bout a brothel in Amsterdam, right? Had a secret room for spies—real 007 shit! Walls with peepholes, codenames, the lot. Bet MI6 nicked that idea.

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After that, I head out for a break. I stroll down to the Danube, just to chill. The view is amazin’, man. The sun’s settin’, and the water’s glimmerin’. I take a deep breath, tryin’ to shake off the stress. But then, I see a couple of kids playin’ by the river, and one of ‘em slips. My heart drops! But he just laughs it off. Kids are wild, man.

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