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But then—ugh, pissed me off once. This one time, she ghosted me mid-deal. Said she’d meet, then poof—gone! Like Lenny in *Memento*, “Where are you?” No trace, no text, nothin’. Found out later she was jugglin’ three clients that night. Greedy? Smart? Dunno, but I was fumin’. Felt like a sucker, sittin’ there with vodka, waitin’. “You lie to me, I trust you”—straight outta the movie, da?

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After that, I needed a breather. I headed to the Eerbeekse Bos. Nature therapy, right? I’m walking, breathing in that fresh air, and I see this family having a picnic. They’re laughing, kids running around. It’s a scene straight outta a movie. I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. But then, I see a squirrel stealing their food! Like, what a little thief! I’m cracking up, and the family is just oblivious.

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