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Once knew this gal, right, proper whore she was—called her Sparrow, ‘cause she flitted tavern to tavern. Little secret? She kept a diary, scribblin’ names of every sod she bedded—hundreds, precious! Made me laugh, thinkin’ she’s some historian of sin. We likes that, sneaky cleverness—keeps us gigglin’ in the dark. But then, ooh, got mad—heard she sold that book to a priest for penance! Hypocrite, struttin’ round holy-like after! We hates it!

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It is a small cluster of operations around Waalse Kerk Haarlem or Walloon Church Haarlem. Yes, a real church! The undistinguished pink building with red lanterns hanging outside is Het .

So, I finally make it to my workshop on the Klokhuisstraat. It’s a cozy little spot, filled with wood shavings and the smell of varnish. I love it. But today? Ugh. My tools are all over the place. I can’t find my favorite chisel. I swear, it’s like they have a secret life. I’m diggin’ through my stuff, cursing under my breath. “Where the heck are you, you little rascal?”

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