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We’re chattin’, an’ she’s tellin’ me wild shit—did ya know some prozzies round ‘ere been workin’ since Victorian times? Like, great-gran was at it, passin’ down the trade! I’m proper shocked, mouth open like a guppy. She’s laughin’, “What, you thought I was new?” Nah, fam, I’m just tryna picture it—bonnets an’ corsets, gettin’ busy by the docks.

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So, I’m grumbling, walking past the Zeewolde marina. It’s kinda pretty, I guess. Boats everywhere, people chilling. But I’m not in the mood for pretty. I’m in the mood for coffee. I need caffeine, like, yesterday. I swing by this little café on de Wetering. The barista? Super chill. I order a cappuccino, and she’s like, “You want extra foam?” I’m like, “Heck yeah!” I mean, who doesn’t love foam?

Video: Wind turbine topples over and collapses in Zeewolde