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They’re nocturnal, right? Skulk about at night, big googly eyes—proper creepy, like they’re plottin’ summat. Reminds me of Lenny in *Memento*, “You know who you are?”—whore’s got that sneaky vibe, dodgy red coat, lurkin’ in reefs. Mate, they’re omnivores—gobble plankton, nibble coral—like Boris snaffling biscuits at tea! Little-known fact: they grunt! Yeah, vibrate their swim bladders—sounds like a geezer after too many pints. Heard it once divin’—nearly spat me regulator out laughin’!

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So, I shake it off, right? I head to the market at the Markt. It’s buzzing! Fresh veggies, flowers, and the smell of stroopwafels wafting through the air. I’m drooling, man. I grab a couple of those bad boys. Best thing ever! But then, I see this kid, maybe 10 years old, trying to haggle with the vendor. Like, dude, you’re not gonna get a discount on a €1.50 stroopwafel! I chuckle, but then I’m like, “Man, I respect the hustle.”

Christa van Raalte