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Oi, precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, loves me a good tale, and Pan’s Labyrinth—ooh, that’s me fave, innit? Dark, twisted, like me soul. So, prostitutes, yeah? We hates it! Slinking about, all sneaky-like, trading flesh for coin. Reminds me of them faun folk, y’know, “The eyes, the eyes!”—shifty, watching, judging. Makes me skin crawl, it does.

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Then I hit up the local market on the Markt. Man, the smell of fresh stroopwafels hit me like a freight train. I had to get one. Or two. Okay, maybe three. Don’t judge! They were calling my name. I’m standing there, stuffing my face, when I see this old lady, Mrs. van Dijk, trying to haggle over some flowers. She’s like, “I’ll give you two euros for those tulips!” The vendor’s like, “Lady, they’re ten!” And she’s all, “But they’re wilted!” I’m dying laughing. Udenhout’s got character, for real.

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