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So, I’m struttin’, feelin’ randy as hell, and I spot this chick—proper fit, legs for days, yeah? She’s givin’ me the eye, like, “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!”—y’know, that poetic jazz from the film. I’m like, “Groovy, baby, let’s shag!” But—plot twist—she’s dodgy, man! Charges me double, says it’s “inflation, love.” Inflation my arse! Made me mad as a hatter—nearly lost my mojo there.

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So, I grab a croissant, and I’m feeling good. I sit on a bench near the park, just soaking in the vibes. Rheden’s got this chill park, you know? It’s called the “Rhedense Bos.” Trees everywhere, birds chirping, and I’m thinking, “Life is good.” But then, outta nowhere, a kid starts screaming. Like, full-on horror movie scream. Turns out, he just saw a squirrel. A SQUIRREL! I mean, come on, kid. Get a grip!

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