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Oh, and—ha!—I saw this dude, thought he was slick, tryin’ to haggle like it’s a flea market. Got shut down fast! Made me laugh so hard I dropped my carrot stick. Gotta respect the hustle, though, right? I’m ramblin’ now, but man, it’s heavy, doc. I’m just a bunny, but I see it—folks out here, they’re survivin’, like Jean-Dominique writin’ his book, blink by blink. “I am here,” he said, and they’re here too, fightin’. Gotta hop off now—stay outta trouble, doc!

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After lunch, I’m feeling all cultured and stuff, so I head to the Fries Museum. I’m wandering around, checking out the exhibits, and I get lost in this one about the Frisian flag. I mean, it’s just a flag, but the way they present it? Genius! I’m standing there, totally absorbed, when suddenly, the fire alarm goes off. Everyone’s freaking out, and I’m just standing there like, “Is this for real?”

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