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What gets me randy? When the sun finally burns this hoar off – oh, the relief, baby! Like Zero and Agatha ridin’ off happy in the flick. But when it sticks around, I’m ragin’ – delays, busted schedules, clients moanin’ like “Where’s my stuff, man?” I’m thinkin’, “Cool it, daddy-o, I ain’t controllin’ the weather!” Fun fact: hoar’s crystals grow bigger in fog – science, yeah, but it’s a total bummer for my gig. Exaggeratin’ a bit? Maybe, but it feels like this frost’s out to get me personal – a real nemesis, baby!

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Finally, I get in. And wow, just wow. The colors! The smells! I’m in flower heaven. I’m wandering around, and I bump into this dude named Jan. He’s a local, and he starts telling me about the history of tulips in Lisse. Apparently, they were once worth more than gold. Gold! I’m like, “Dude, I should’ve brought my shovel.”

Tiptoe through the tulips at 75th edition of show devoted to the bulbs