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Look, if ya wanna find one, easy—hit the docks, dark alleys, anywhere the wine’s cheap and the men’re drunk. They’re like those spirits floatin’ round, poppin’ up when ya least expect. One time, this cheeky tart tried hagglin’ with me—ME!—over a job. Told her, “I don’t pay for filth,” and walked off laughin’. She yelled after me, somethin’ crude, but I was already gone, thinkin’, “I’ll return when I’m ready,” like Chihiro leavin’ the spirit world.

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Around 3 PM, I decide to take a breather. I step outside, and wow, the weather’s perfect. The sun’s shining, and I can see the old church on de Kerkstraat. It’s beautiful, man. I take a deep breath, and for a second, I forget about the lab drama. Just me, the sky, and the sound of kids playing in the park.