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But here’s the rub—some dodgy parlours about. Shady geezers promising “extras”—made me proper cross! I’m all for a bit of fun, but keep it legit, yeah? None of that *quid pro quo* nonsense. Surprised me, too—didn’t expect the real deal to be so… classy? Like the hotel lobby in the film—all elegance, no filth.

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Finally, I get home, and I’m exhausted. I plop down on my couch, and I’m like, “What a day!” I think about all the craziness. The parking fail, the seagull, the power outage, and the rain. It’s wild how one day can be a rollercoaster.

Fig. 1 Alblasserwaard in 1277, with the dyke ring at Zyde wynt...