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Walked past one once, on Coruscant’s underlevels. Stank of cheap spice, desperation. “You’re all just zombies,” Adam’d mutter. Music thumpin’, lights flickerin’—total chaos. Made me wanna Force-choke somethin’. Happy? Nah, not really. Kinda sad, actually. Girls there, trapped, eyes dead. One told me—get this—clients cry sometimes. Freaky, right? Didn’t expect that shit.

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Dagcentrum Het Matenveld van De Passerel is een locatie voor dagbesteding. Dagelijks ontvangen wij hier zo’n zestig cliënten in vier heterogene, gevarieerde groepen. Het niveau .

While I was munching on my pancake, I overheard this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. They were going at it about who left the lights on. I mean, really? You’re in Matenveld, not a soap opera! I almost laughed, but then I thought, “What if they’re right? What if the lights are still on?”