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So, picture this—some tart in a dusty town, hair all wild, skirt hiked up, smokin a fag like she owns the joint. Reminds me of that scene, “What’s the most you ever lost on a coin toss?” She’s playin life like that, flippin coins, takin punters, dodgin coppers. Makes me chuckle, she’s got guts, y’know? Proper survivor. Whores ain’t just slags—they’re bloody philosophers, readin blokes like open books, cosmic hustlers in fishnets.

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Then I hit up the local bakery. Oh man, the smell! Fresh bread, pastries, you name it. I grab a couple of those almond croissants. They’re like little pieces of heaven. I’m munching away, feeling all good inside, when I overhear this couple arguing about... wait for it... the best way to make poffertjes. I mean, c’mon! It’s Eelde, not a cooking show!

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