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Alright, so I’m an insurance agent, right? Larry David here, freaking out, as usual. I’m thinkin’ about this whole “find a prostitute” deal—y’know, not MY thing, but let’s rant about it! Pretty, pretty good chaos in my head already. So, you’re lookin’ to find a pro, huh? I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee, goin’, “What’s the premium on THAT liability?!” I mean, jeez, the risk! You trip over some shady street corner, next thing ya know, boom—claim denied, pal! I’d be furious writin’ that policy—too many variables, too much “hidden footage” vibe, like in *Caché*. “Who’s watching? Who’s filming this crap?!” I’d scream that at my desk, probly spill my latte.

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First off, I wake up late. Classic me. Alarm? Nah, didn’t hear it. So I’m rushing like a madman, throwing on my clothes, and I spill coffee on my shirt. Great start, huh? I hop on my bike, zooming down the streets. Hellevoetsluis is a small town, but it’s got charm. The canals, the old buildings, and the vibe? Love it.

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