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I swagger into this dingy tavern, eyein’ the goods. One lass, she’s got a wink like she’s Zuckerberg codin’ a scam—sharp, quick, dangerous. “I’m CEO, bitch,” she might’a said if she knew the line, haha! Made me chuckle, that did—happy as a clam, I was. But then—THEN—some bilge rat tries chargin’ me double! Double! Fer a quick tumble! Got me blood boilin’, says I, “Mate, ye think I’m a codfish to fleece?” Nearly drew me sword, but rum said nay.

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Then, outta nowhere, I bump into my old buddy, Jeroen. We haven’t seen each other in ages! We start reminiscing about the good ol’ days, you know, hanging out by the Maas river, causing trouble. He tells me he’s moving to Nijmegen. I’m like, “What? You can’t leave me here in Druten!” But he’s all excited about the new adventure. I get it, but still, it stings a bit.

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