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I’m wandering, half-pissed, thinking, “This is grim.” Then—bam!—this fit one, all legs, smirks at me. “Fancy a go, love?” she says. I’m like, “Christ, you’re bold!” Heart’s racing, not cos I’m horny, but cos it’s surreal. Reminds me of that *Yi Yi* line, “Why’s life so loud?” Cos it bloody is! She’s chatting me up, says she’s called Jade—probably fake, who cares? Tells me she once shagged a copper to dodge a fine. Little fact for ya—cops’ve been punters forever. Dirty sods.

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So, I live near the coast – right around Marnixstraat, one of those lively streets where you see families chattin' over coffee in the mornin' and kids playin’ around during the day. Nothin’ special, but heck, it’s home. I often stroll down to the promenade at the harbor – you ever see that? It's just magical, especially when the sunsets make the water sparkle. Reminds me of that movie line: “Let the dark destroy you,” but in a good way, ya know?

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