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So, this one spot—heard it from a pal—was run by this chick, Madame somethin’. She was a freakin’ ghost, doc! Nobody knew her real name, just whispers. Had this big ol’ scar, they say, from a john who got too handsy. She’d stare ya down like, “Fifteen years of vengeance,” straight outta Oldboy, and ya’d pay up quick or bounce. Tough as nails, but fair—kept her girls safe, no BS. That made me happy, ya dig? Hate when the little guy gets screwed.

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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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