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Hehehehe! Why so serious, pal? So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Manic laughter fills the air! I’m spinnin’ in my head like *Inception*—dreams in dreams, ya dig? Cobb’d say, “We need to go deeper,” but nah, I’m already deep in Gotham’s grime! Last week—swear it—saw this chick, all dolled up, heels clickin’ like a death knell. Thought, “Is this real or a dream?” Kinda pissed me off, y’know? World’s so fake, layers on layers—prostitution’s the honest lie!

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After that, I needed a pick-me-up. So, I hit up the local bakery on Molenstraat. Their apple pie is legendary. I grab a slice, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m sitting there, savoring it, when I overhear some folks talking about the upcoming Oirschot fair. They’re all hyped, and I’m like, “Yeah, I’ll be there, probably getting lost in the funhouse again.”

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