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Aight, so prostitutes, huh? We hates it! Nasty, tricky business, precious. Saw this one gal, workin’ the corner, all dolled up, like she’s got secrets stitched in her fishnets. Reminds me of *Memento*—y’know, “I can’t remember to forget you”? She’s livin’ backwards too, prolly forgets the johns by mornin’. Hah! Made me chuckle, thinkin’ she’s tattooing names on her arm to keep track—Lenny’d get it, precious.

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Later, we decided to grab some dinner at this little place on the Kade. The food was bomb! I had the best fish and chips ever. I mean, it’s Delfzijl, so you gotta try the seafood, right? The owner was this old dude who told us stories about the town. He was hilarious! He said he once caught a fish so big, it could’ve been a whale. I was like, “Sure, buddy.”

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