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Surprised me, too—did ya know some prossies in Amsterdam have unions? Proper legit! Collective bargaining for a quickie—blows my mind. Happiest day was when I figured that out—felt like Batman cracking a case. “I’m not wearing hockey pads!” I’d yell, imagining meself negotiating rates. Exaggerating a bit, maybe—I’d probs just nod and pay up, awkward as hell. Quirky thought: wonder if they do team-building days? “Right, ladies, let’s do a trust fall—don’t nick me wallet!”

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Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a shepherd in Norton ain’t just about sheep and fields. Nah, today was a whole rollercoaster. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s barely up, and I’m already thinkin’ about my flock. But first, coffee. Gotta have that caffeine fix.

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