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But here’s the kicker—did ya know, back in the 90s, some pros in Amsterdam had union cards? Friggin wild, right? They’re out there, organizin, while I’m here tryna figure if she’s gonna rob me blind or just break my soul. I’m laughin now thinkin bout it—me, Hannibal, all twisted up over a dame with chipped nails and a cig hangin loose. “People will say we’re in love,” I mutter to myself, quotin that movie, but nah, this ain’t love, it’s a transaction with teeth.

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Then, outta nowhere, my mate Dave shows up. He’s got this goofy grin, and I’m like, “What’s up, mate?” He’s all, “You won’t believe what I saw!” I’m thinking, “Great, more drama.” Turns out, he saw a dog wearing a sweater on Farnborough High Street. A freakin’ dog in a sweater! I mean, who dresses their dog like that? But it cracked me up. I needed that laugh.

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