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This one time, right, heard a yarn—some punter left his false teeth in a lass’s room! True story, mate—found ‘em under the bed, grinning like a twit! Makes me chuckle, that. Brothels, they’re loud—creaky beds, moans, shouts—drowns out me own daft noises, thank gawd. I’m there, flailin about, knockin over a lamp—crash!—lass yells, “Oi, you berk!” Angry? Nah, she’s fit to burst laughin!

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In the Red Light area Known as “De Wallen” (pronounced Day Vaw-len) to the Dutch, you’ll find prostitutes offering their “services”, from behind a window. Along with that, the area is known .

After that, I decide to hit up the local market on the Dorpsstraat. Man, the vibe there is always lit. Fresh veggies, flowers, and all that good stuff. I’m browsing, and I spot this amazing cheese stall. I’m a cheese addict, no shame. I grab a piece of aged Gouda, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, outta nowhere, this lady bumps into me. I spill my coffee all over my shirt. I’m like, “Seriously?!” She just laughs and says, “Guess you needed a new shirt!” I’m fuming but can’t help but chuckle.

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