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So I’m thinkin’, back in ’78, toured Amsterdam, yeah? Red light district, mate – fuckin’ mental! Birds in windows, tappin’ glass, wavin’ like I’m s’posed to bow or summat. One gal, right, she’s got this look – “Pale Man’s eyes in her hands,” y’know? Creepy as shit, but I’m pissed outta me skull, so I’m like, “Oi, love, how much?” She’s all business, no faff, an’ I’m happy as a pig in muck. Paid a tenner – cheap as chips back then, mate! Little known fact: them prossies used to knit between punters. Fuckin’ wild, eh? Sittin’ there with needles, makin’ scarves, then bang – next bloke’s in.

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But then, the day took a turn. I was walking back, feeling all happy and stuff, when I saw a group of tourists. They were lost, looking at a map like it was a puzzle. I offered to help, and they were SO grateful. But then, they asked me to take a picture of them. I was like, “Sure, but I’m not a photographer!” I ended up taking like 20 pics, and they were all terrible. I mean, who knew angles mattered so much?

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