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But ugh, the stench—piss an’ desperation—gets me mad. Ever smelled a brothel at 3 a.m.? Like regret had a baby with stale ale. Still, I’m chuffed for the hustlers—survivin’, laughin’ in fate’s face. One time, heard this tale—Victorian London, yeah? Lass named Fanny ran her own joint, made bank, flipped off the coppers. Total legend! “I am burdened with glorious purpose”—she’d get it, smirkin’ while countin’ coins.

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After that, I decide to take a stroll by the canal. You know, the one that runs through the center? It’s pretty chill there. I’m just vibing, when I spot this old lady feeding ducks. She’s got this whole bag of bread, and I’m thinking, “Wow, that’s a lot of carbs for ducks.” But then, she starts talking to me about the history of Bodegraven. Apparently, it used to be a big deal for cheese. Who knew? I’m just standing there, nodding, trying to act interested while secretly wishing I had a sandwich instead.

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