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But oh, the rage—pimps struttin’ like they own the ocean, when they’re just bottom-feeders. Parasites, Clarice… makes my skin crawl. Still, I dig the chaos—raw, messy, real. “Righteous gills, righteous thrills,” as Nemo’d say if he grew balls. Ever wonder who’s the real clownfish in there? Me, I’d filet the lot, serve ‘em with fava beans—ha! What ya think, Clarice… dive in or swim away?

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After a bit, the lights flicker back on. Phew! But then, my buddy Joris shows up. He’s got this wild idea to go to the park. I’m like, “Dude, I’ve got work!” But he’s all, “C’mon, it’ll be fun!” So, I’m thinking, why not? A little break won’t kill me.

Offices in Mierlo converted into homes for Ukrainians