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Anyway, I saunter over, all smooth-like. “Ciao, bella,” I say, channelin’ Jep’s charm. She’s nervous, hands shaky—makes me feel a bit sad, ya know? “This city’s a graveyard,” I think, quotin’ *The Great Beauty* in my head. She’s quotin’ a price, 50 euros, cheap as chips. I’m like, “Love, you’re worth more,” but she don’t get it. Makes me mad—pimps grindin’ her down, fuckin’ bastards. I wanna punch somethin’, but I’m Bond, so I smirk instead.

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Oh, and check this: there’s a hidden gem – a mural behind the old mill on Westdijk. Most people don’t notice, but I do. It’s a riot of colors, like my mood some days. See, in this city, every corner speaks: “I am dangerous, I am beautiful, and I need your love (ha!).” Yeah, so weird but true.

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