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So, I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ a beer, watchin’ dese dudes stumble in, all horned up. Reminds me of dat movie line, “Spring break foreva, bitches!” But real talk, some shit pissed me off—dis one guy, total asshole, grabbin’ girls like he owns ‘em. I wanted to flex, yell, “Get to da choppa!” and toss him out. Ain’t nobody got time fer dat disrespect, ya hear me?

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So, we’re working hard, and I’m in the zone. Then, I hear this commotion down the street. It’s the Markt, and there’s a festival or something. I’m like, “Dude, I need a break!” So, I sneak away for a sec. I’m walking down the Kerkstraat, and it’s packed! Food stalls, music, people dancing. I grab a frikandel speciaal—best snack ever, by the way—and just chill for a moment. Life’s good, right?

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