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So, picture this—I’m strollin’ through some grubby town, staff thumpin’, and there’s this brothel, all dim lights and giggles spillin’ out. Made me happy, sorta, cos people’s just livin’, y’know? But then—BOOM—anger hits! Some sleazy git’s out front, hasslin’ a lass who’s clearly done for the night. “You shall not pass!” I’d roar, wavin’ me staff like a mad wizard. Ain’t nobody messin’ with her on my watch! Reminds me o’ Nemo’s dad, Marlin, frettin’ over his kid—overprotective, but fair.

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Each time a man takes cash out for the massage parlor, or makes a phone call to a prostitute, he is ringing the bell of that door. It becomes.

After that chaos, I’m starving. So, I hit up the local market on the Kerkweg. Fresh produce everywhere! I grab some sausages (obviously) and some apples. But then, I see this guy selling cheese. I’m a sucker for cheese. I’m sampling everything, and before I know it, I’ve got a whole cheese platter in my hands. Oops!

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